Angels Of Shakespeare

By Saarakshi Tiwari

There were angels over my skull ,

Making my thoughts go dull .

The horses in my head ran ,

Ran with the speed like a fan .

The dead leaves on the ground ,

Present in the tunnel bound ,

Were the Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet wound .

I was on a blind date ,

With my body in the grave plate .

Tears rolled down through the dire clown ,

The ghosts battled the changes of own .

The sky is on fire ,

And I am in the womb of the unwritten prompt .

Out of the claws if death was on a fiery sledge

candy wrapper .

By Saarakshi Tiwari