Envy

By Queena Khoja

I am jealous of every sunset  that you call beautiful 

I envy every lightening that shines in your eyes 

Every cold drop of rain that gets to graze your skin,

I hate it 

I hate the way you sniff those ugly red flowers and smile 

I hate every glass of wine that touches your lips 

That's cause all of you are mine 

For every nick in my heart, you are a knife 

Not just for this but for every coming of life 

You are mine

I won't even let the devil of death take you away 

I won't let your thoughts lead you astray 

Which is why you have to die 

So I can keep your corpse 

And never let it go 

Because when I asked nicely 

You said no

By Queena Khoja