A Coven Poem by Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

A Coven



Eyes are swimming
like jellyfish
In the coven.
The hands make circles in air.
Fingers close on dark scowl.
Something moving
Inside-
Frigid cold image;
Smiling in silence;
A slung bone-cage.

Friday, October 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fears
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