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Two

Swapna Halder

HORRORS OF DEATH, AN ECHO OF SOBBING WORDS

Another beautiful morning glazed with sunshine,
Tiny little beings roaming here and there.
A little splatter of blood on the road!
An invisible body which does not move, motionless.
Only could be it was visible sometimes ago?
Splatter of blood on the road.
An eye like a full moon
Came out to see the sky.
So much blood, a blob of raw flesh
Is the body out of sight?
The eye is still staring at the sky.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unmoved!

THE DARK WATER STILL HISSS..... IN MY MIND

Water gushes into the room, with a voice
It sounds like a snake hissssing around.
As times passes by
The hissing of the water runs into my veins!
The room is drowning slowly into the black water.
Things are getting disappeared.
Everything is turning black.
The hissing sound is no more there.
It runs into my body!

Work from Abject Portal(s) with Dianca London Potts