Dead Poem by Khushi Batra

I check my pulse to see if I'm still alive,
I crawl back to my room and fall into my bed
letting everything out.
I lay back
thinking of finding a new way of living.

I wake up
And check my heart to see if I'm still alive,
I walk towards a small and a lonely road
where they say ghosts rule.
I sit there, inhaling the aroma of the sand.
Surrounded by the blossoming flowers.
I set back thinking
thinking of finding a new way to how to start afresh.

I check my breath to see if I'm still alive.
I move towards the golden sand
with my black shadow following me,
seeing the waves come,
I chuckle and think of finding a way to survive.
And when I checked my pulse it was no longer there
Because I was deep down the sea dancing with the waves.
-Khushi