Scent

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I smell darkness

in the bloody dawn

when tooth and nail

of man hunters* glint.

Their whispers

reek of gargantuan carcasses

numbing my nostrils.

Are the rose blooming days

a distant dream?

                 

*Recent Assembly election in my State saw atrocities to rig polls by the ruling party who left no stone unturned to resort to this violence. However in most cases the police and military came to the rescue and people could vote though shooting and murders could not be averted.

Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Nothing is more memorable than Scent @ A Dash Of Sunny
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United