GARGI SIDANA

 

        

Temptation

 

Apple- eye lenses

        Vermillion skin

                     Cotton-laced fingers

 

Thy brothel of my heart

Succulent and placid

Tranquility sits on your lips

Petunia dabbing swollen blues

Swirling around! Swirling around!

In a loop of adultery

 

       Bomb-shell gaze

             Cherry-kissed lips

                      Rectangular laughter

I call you my eve

Ah! I ate the forbidden fruit

 Fruit of lust and love

Like a rosemary tossed on the torso

I remembered the austere nights

Shooting flick of the moonlight

Like Ariel cupping the celestial moon in her hands

 

                                  Phantasmal dream

                                         Thread-like fringes

 

I call you my tapestry of heart

Crimson walls gradually crumble

Behold it just right around the corners

I’m about to fade

Silhouette of my perfect being

Are temptations my intrinsic needs?

 

Quest for Hunger

 

My mouth hurled in a

Marinara sauce: tripping/bobbling

Thy sumptuous chilly sweetness,

Of Arrabbiata: drizzled in olive juices;

Of life’s marination: a perfect blend of

Ambush agony, lust and nostalgia.

The smell from Mom’s kitchen kept wriggling,

Gulping the nerves in my throat,

Blueness surged like the taste swelled up,

In tangled spaghetti: half-sodden melting;

In a boiled pan of amoral sickness.

Smell pulsing in the corridors;

Of tastebuds when Mom swabbed,

Ambush love of tranquility;

Whines in my head: name of

Scrumptious food!

She walks gingerly

Topping Italian herbs of rejuvenation

My soul endures delirious hunger.

Emotions of assorted flavors;

Gobbled the salivated tongue

Of intense serenity and salvation

A holistic transition of mind, body

And the vegan soul

 

Language Of Mother

 

                     Purification

                                    Gratification

                                               Salvation

 

A whiff of ivory desires

Mother, word of heavenly abode

Perched on a pagan soul

Flamingo hooped on my eyelids,

Geese leave a trail of magenta dreams,

Jumbled patterns exposed the intricacies of thee struggle,

Liquid lashes draw voidness of the ambitions,

Thy idol of consecration!

Whenever phantoms hover on the mind’s streets,

Thy came to rescue with your chorus of lullabies,

Whenever I cause a nuisance,

Thy listen with the ease

Charred skin lies beneath the;

Remnants of layers of oceanic breath

Exaggerated worries often pissed me off.

Alas! Thy syllable of incessant intimacy!

 

                                Tempest-corpse

                                           Savage crown

 

Thy embodiment of devotion!

There with me when Father cremated,

There with me when the frost angels of December emerged,

Thy cooped me with the warmth of your tender heart,

Two-pumped machines,

Emanates kindness and generosity.

Thy paraben-free support for my blueness,

Thy epitome of pristine humanity.

 

GARGI SIDANA

 

GARGI SIDANA is a voracious reader and skilled writer from India. Her poems were chosen in Spillword, Aether Avenue, Teesta Review, Papercranes Journal, Mocking owl roost publication, Gypsophilla Magazine, Vellichor Magazine, Amar Ujala, Mosaic lit Journal, Unbound magazine, Double speak magazine, Imperfect zine, being omnific, Blue Cloud Publication etc. She find solace in her writings. Her writings are also available on Instagram.