Scary Dance

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Immersion in a regal 
carnage. Ash colored dawn 
was gang-raped. 

A bullet-ridden sexism 
shuts out the fame. 
Starts a chilling confession. 

O, my orion 
I adore your ruffled 
stance. Do not make a kill. 

Sunflower, why your 
seeds were participating 
in bonfire of a moon? 

They came for a sexual 
encounter. But found a prism 
exacting a gun.