Unspoken by Satish Verma

It was not dark 
in a killing field. 
A primitivism has prevailed 
upon an intimate hate crime 
for brand mnemonics. 

A bronzed moon 
will come out tonight. 
The glances were missing 
and you – 
cannot see properly. 

The blue bird 
was nesting in a pink cloud, 
when you were -, 
less than half. Killed 
but not raped. 

Who rattles the montage? 
Let the etiolation speak. 
Blood was scarped off, 
but the ornamental stealing 
goes on.

Satish Verma