Sorrow by Mehmet Akgönül

Black clouds dropped their tears on me.
And sadness spread to my body.
Today, how much more could be unholy.

I never slept and nearly lived after you died.
I waited for your ghost to haunt my thoughts.
Didn't I tell you? I'm a suicidal sociopath.
So when I can't kill myself, I kill someone who pissed me of.

Last night I shot the raven who said: “nevermore!”*.
And I looked into my mind's  darkness there and nothing more.**
I buried the body of the bird next to your grave with my sorrow

Mehmet Akgönül is a poet who lives in Ankara, Turkey. He is studying at Hacettepe University Department of History. He has been the Representative of Hacettepe University Faculty of Letters since 2016. He worked as an editor and writer in an online newspaper GazeteHacettepe. His English poems were published in Bosphorus Review of Books and The Nonconformist Literary Magazine.