SQUEEZING OUT

Written by: Satish Verma

The falcom rises again.
With pointed wings.
           For a name unknown, 
           that deemed an incendiary.
Falconer sits faraway.

Cliché. The offence goes 
unnoticed. Your shirt 
           was bloodied. Your 
           lips sealed. The barbs 
stuck on kisses. Death smiles.

Water overwhelms, you 
are drowned in the lake.
            Eyes blink. Cannot 
            heed to light. The skin 
burns. You will watch a medusa !



Satish Verma