Dusky Dawn

the WATER is on FIRE

it's an all-black coast

drenched in sludge

a lone seagull returns from afar

unassuming

submerged in SLICK

it tries desperately

to flap its wings

a cry of agony

melts the thick AIR

the SUN plays hide and seek

as if contemplating

emerging from the nightmare

the bird looks on

for a chance to shed the dark mantel

and come alive once again

By

Yashaswini Patwardhan

Karlsruhe, Germany