Tell Me Poem by Surya Pratap Singh

Tell me what you will do when you are buried on bed and getting Goosebumps,
Tell me what will you do when you want a tight hug, but she has gone,
Tell me what will you do when you heart is empty, and the feelings have dried,
Tell me what will you do when your mind is stuck on your first met hye,
Tell me,
What should I do?
When I miss her in the night until four,
And on the afternoon's two,
What should I answer to the questions that the memories of her ask,
Should I tell them that this was temporary and we couldn't last,
I just kneel down,
In front of the mirror,
All I could feel is, from my eyes, the everflowing river,
This mirror, my agony it increases,
As I can find in me nowhere o thee,
Where I shall run in this pathless night,
With whom shall I, for your return, indulge in a fight,
Oh my my,
My heart will soon decay and I will die,
Maybe heartless you were because that's all I feel,
Ask and I will gamble my heart to win your every deal,
My love, say something,
Because I am fading into nothing,
Because, I am, for you,
Still feeling something