your call is the cinder
your mouth is the fire
burning the tips of my fingers,
weaving my thoughts in gold wire.
my tears are the milk,
my oblations are the flowers
gliding onto the blest thāli,
pouring into fire that devours.
your curls are the waves,
your teeth are the moons
cooling the ārti of my heart ,
more precious than kingly boons.
my love is the oath,
my longing is the path
jostling me to you,
enough to endure the world’s wrath.
monsoon one, tell me
when my yearning reaches the skies
are you the sunlight
bathing my eyes?
thāli – metal plate used in rituals of worship, on which offerings of fire and water are laid.
ārti – Sanskrit for ‘affliction’ or ‘distress’, as well as an alternative modern spelling for āratī, a ritual in which the light of a burning flame is offered to deities.
.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。 my creative contribution to the Florilegium Anthology .❀。• *₊°。 ❀°
🖤🥀🌼 FLORILEGIUM 🥀🌼🖤 is an anthology of fiction & non-fiction literature compiled by the 2022 cohort of the Warwick Writing Programme, birthed out of love for writing and out of commitment to expression and self-discovery through the art of writing. Florilegium features 21 emerging writers and it holds short stories, flash fiction & poetry. it was a pure delight to work on this collection with my very talented colleagues and it is a joy to see it out in print! the Florilegium launch was held in february in London 🖤 photos from the launch below!