I've Been Thinking About You Too Much

Raj Rani, 10th - Gurugram, India

Corpses plague me and Reaper
lingers around each curve
a shadow to me once beknownst,
every glance struck me as white hurt.
The Red Sea doesn’t part soon enough
staff echoing on bed, 
puzzled, the fish who’ll never
grasp a heart of life bereft.
And the coral- they sway, the audacity
streams curling around breath
i’d once held a heart beating,
never mine, never truly left.

Corpses lull old ballads
i once sang and wed
with each letter in each song 
spelling the name of the newly dead.
Crossed I those moonlit roads, 
houses that’ll bar me soon
i cried all the way there,
For an end’s coming for a fool.
Walked beneath the ladder, called
Upon myself the fall, 
The corpses glanced back
In decaying eyes, a taunt.
Oh nerve- forgive the lover, blind!
Corpses, have you held my heart?
It was ablaze in days gone,
And burned and burned and burned and
charred.

My Lucy, I pray, you’ve spun my name
once these past days
in chambers of your mind.
My Lucy, I search, for the worth of these words,
when the pigeon’s view blurred
and couldn’t cross those high tides.