Red

By Kaveri Talukder

Flushed cheeks 

Swollen lips, 

Painted nails.

A shift in the conversation, 

A change in the atmosphere,

Controlled anger boiling 

Too close to the surface

With wine in 

Crystalized 

Glasses

Left untouched. 

Ripped skin, 

Colour of the heart, 

And the metallic taste 

Of blood.

White roses and 

A diamond ring 

Painted by 

The ending of a life, 

Remains of 

Them 

Scattered on the 

Wall, 

Until 

The rain flowing 

Down 

Turns to 

Red.

By Kaveri Talukder