Scary Dance Poem by Satish Verma

Scary Dance



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.

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Dave Walker 02 December 2011

A poem of wonder, liked it a lot.

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