Priyasha Mukherjee

My Evanescent Music

I can hear my own heart beating
when the whole world has closed its eyes with the night beams.
Fears are creeping up to my mind and I'm having mindless dreams.

The sky seemed to be perfectly bluish gold
when you were there with me,
But now even the guitar has seemed to lost its tunes
'cause you were the music in me.

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