Sunday, August 20, 2017

Deeya Bhattacharya writes


Desperate Lies

   Always 
come to me in desolate nights
when I speak 
the language of
salt in the sea; 
of charcoal madness
of brine in my hair 
the distant cry of a seagull on foam


Oh! Come on, the years 
spilt on your shoulders and breast
of walnut madness 
of the pain
etched on my heart 
bleeding to the brim of a reluctant eye


The whining noon 
eavesdrops on the dead shores
of your eyes, it saunters along 
the purring lips, the
death of my cat is 
moon and madness to me


The girl with satin sachets 
auburn hair and peanut eyes
swaggering along 
speaks the Inca tongue
I see death in her hair 
pinned to her nape, moving
on her helpless knees 
begging for life


A Jacaranda sings on innocence 
of nestling birds; its
sturdy branches house 
love and myth that walk
the ocean of life.

 Image result for jacaranda painting
 Under the Jacaranda -- Wissam Beydoun

1 comment:

  1. The name jacaranda is derived (via Portuguese) from the Guarani for “fragrant.” Guarani is one of the most widely spoken languages in South America and is the only one that includes a large proportion of non-indigenous speakers. It has resisted the trend of native peoples to linguistically shift toward a European colonial language, and is actually spoken by a majority of the people of Paraguay

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