Simply Red

its all Red.

in ugly,ravenous streaks of Red.

red tongues
red Op-Eds


the quintessential Red of an aftermath.of the beginning of very little anything else.

Red;gory and reminiscent of bad things.
foul and negative.

Real-life Red.
Like Blood on the Streets.
On the Streets of the city I was born in.
I was born in Bombay.
Bombay is all over her own streets.
Strewn haplessly. Blood and Bone and Spirit.

Spirit?

Ghosts.
of Doom.

Red-Eyed.
Red-Deeds.

Only Red now.

Try hard but we cannot erase this.
Dirtied by the reality of circumstance.or Fate?
My darling city of birth.

Why so Red,my beloved?
WHY SO RED?

Something is astray.
Someone is unwell...

Red Windows...Red Perceptions.
Red Wheels without Spokes

Empty

but still Red

Red all over the Synagogues and Temples

Red
Not a shade less or more

Brandished Red
In My Face

RED

Police-car signal Red

Red-Alerts

Red-Indians
Red-Indians

Red Crayons in every child's hand

What is it about Red?

This RED

Laal
Junooni Laal
Khoon-khaar Laal
Lahu-bharaa

Red-transfusions

Who will wash this Red?

God please send some Rain...
God please show a sign...

My city lies filthy and wanting
Bombay
is her name

God
she is smeared in Red...that one,there....





what do you do when everything is Red?
what do you do to make it White again?



helpless Red
defeated Red

adjectiveless Red


simply Red









uncomfortable
murderous
graveyard Red