Till death do us part

I worry endlessly

about my children

lying stuffed into books

and musty diaries

unwilling to spoil the summer air

with their innate gloominess.

Will your hiding places be discovered?

Will you be pulled out trembling

into the bright sunlight

to be examined as evidence

for my alleged eccentricities

once I am no more a bodily barrier

between you and your nemesis?

I do not know but hope

no part of me will  be hanging around

to watch you die

None to love, none you can enthuse,

uncherished mites of an unrequited passion

my world was never right for you.

-Reena Prasad

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About Reena Prasad

Reena Prasad is a poet from India, now based in Sharjah. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Change, Indus Valley, Love in Verses, Musings—a Mosaic, eight anthologies by Barry Mowles and Friends and 10 of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies, also in online jounals: Carty’s Poetry Journal, Indian Ruminations, Indian Review and in online magazines such as Youth Ki Awaaz and Thanal Online. . Her poems have found place among the winning entries in contests by Writer's Cafe, Ekphrasis India and Poets Corner. She is a contributor to many international journals like The Copperfield Review, First Literary Review-East, Angle Journal etc

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