Dead Bodies At Sea Poem by Naveed Akram

I strike a winding blow to the skull
Of ghoulish appearance, the undead.
Much thought has transferred from my head
As skilful help is again my schedule.
May diving be dead, my descriptions are read,
Such that deep seas are leading us into the heart
Of the ocean where skulls are concentrated.
I see sharks, I found filth of all the right nature,
It was blood that attracted the mighty ghosts
And the skeletons of fish were only in the graveyard.
I strike my blow in space or sea,
Where my heads are turning again and too many times.
I must be dizzy.