Anatomy Of A Curse Poem by Rizwan Saleem

Let it be so
Let it come to your turn
These dark hallucinations of my mind
The hope that your lips burn
When you kiss some other
Your deepest hazel eyes to lose color
When you see it’s not me


Cry out loud in anguish
When you think of the love we made
Rashes ravage that flawless skin
With every touch that isn’t mine

Ash gray to your fleece of jet black hair
I wish it to be now
The same pallor of what you left behind
Since they no longer cascade over me
Let those nimble fingers never feel sensations
Those fingers that once entwined with mine

Slip from your palm every coin you ever hold
Know you how it is to be bereft of all you ever owned
Skip a thousand beats of that dead cold heart you carry
Every time my name is told

Ghouls and vampires call on you
In the dead of every night
When this world retires to its slumber
See how it feels to live
Your life six hundred feet under
How the full moon now shines but not for its purpose before
Those kisses we shared in its glow are ours no more
Walk to where you want, run so you can hide
I pray my memories hound you
Let them never leave your side


No church or temple to give you relief
Dance your ways with Satan
Go round and round and round
Such a lovely couple you’d make
Always room for some common ground

Rejoice in rebirth, I am fully woken
The spell you had cast is finally broken
Now live the way that I did
Have your remaining years be wasted
And let you languish through days and see
Then and only then
Will you discover, lover
The true meaning of the word misery