• saahilwho 22w

    Pick 'em up

    Cigarette ashes
    They fall slow
    Spread around my feet
    Too tired
    To pick them up

    The favourite brown tee
    Smells of Lavender shampoo
    Of your hair
    Stay inside
    To wear it off

    Classwork copy
    Full of scribbles
    Spaces between lines
    And blank pages
    Look for you

    The empty roads
    Rejects those
    Who walk with me
    Silently crave
    For smell of dew

    The pillow by my side
    Hugs me
    Turns into you
    Slips by my arms in sleep
    Like you do


    Cigarette ashes
    They fall slow
    Spread around my feet
    Too tired
    To pick them up


    Pieces of my heart
    They fall slow
    Spread around my feet
    Too tired
    To pick them up

    ┬ęsaahilwho