Interior

Love came out of a jar of windows
And crept up behind me

Through windows
Rain, shadow, curse, fire-
I must leave behind myself
As veils drop one after the other
And all of heart’s pottery split open
In a reflection of a bullet of words
Caught in a summit of storms.

Love dropped out of grape leaves
And smelt my water

Through leaves
Beetles, dews, sun and season-
I gravitate towards sap
As mouths like watercolor
Swallow half my hues
And in between birthing
Cough up libraries, afflicted.

I ask world, it answers wind
Water reaches trees
Windows fall on lips
Love leaves
In barefoot light

Love stopped its visits.
I am relieved.
Now, I can sleep, eat, pray
Now, I am smaller than the night
Now, my dreams fit inside my cottage
My cottage, untouched
My cottage, misunderstood.

Sreyash Sarkar, is a poet, a qualified painter, a practising Hindustani Classical musician and an aspiring researcher in Metamaterials and Applied Physics. Educated in Kolkata, Bangalore, and Paris and having been nominated and won a plethora of literary and art prizes, he is the youngest polymath to be featured in Le Mauricien for his outstanding achievements. His musical compositions have been part of cinematic scores and have been orchestrated widely. He currently divides his time between Kolkata, Paris and Luxembourg, where he is currently pursuing his research. He can be reached at sreysarkar.weebly.com.