The Sun Never Parts by Devika Mathur

The abstract image of the side profile of a woman's face with red color swirling across and around it
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The days are blurred, almost like the orange juice

from last night’s party

a pale sick shadow of grapevine hanging across my windowpane-

 perching beneath my skirt

to cast its magic onto my heavy eyelids.

People say- “it is sunny outside.”

But, how should I believe?

With a loose limb, the clemency of body

I defy even the flowers.

          The river is mad, I shout

mad as the river                river is mad

the naphthalene ball fills the aroma inside my lungs

to inhale something heavy is nice.

Yes, I have been told of the sins and the blood-

the mercury heavy stars,

the Earth that never folds like a paper

The wound is everywhere- you see

spreading like a blob of colour

   often too deep into my porous skin:

rustic, orange caskets of spilled dreams.


Devika Mathur resides in India and is a published poet, writer, editor. Her works have been published in The Alipore Post, Madras Courier, Modern Literature, Two Drops Of Ink, Dying Dahlia Review, Pif Magazine, Spillwords, Duane’s Poetree, Piker Press, Mojave heart review, Whisper and the Roar amongst others. She is the founder of the surreal poetry website “Olive skins” and writes for My Valiant Soul.  She recently published her book “Crimson Skins”. Five of her poems were published in Sunday Mornings River anthology. More of her work will appear in two forthcoming fierce anthologies.

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Devika writes of pain and dreams that are lost. The way she correlates the senses – sight, smell, and touch as the world crumbles – is beautiful, sensitive, and heart touching. We view the world according to our experiences, circumstances, and subsequently form perspectives which add to the foundations of the lives we strive to build. “The wound is everywhere- you see” – I believe each one of us will nod and agree.
    Congratulations Devika!

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Cassa Bassa says:

    I like that mad has a colour. Vivid imagery.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Thankyou for this.❤

    Liked by 1 person

  4. jonicaggiano says:

    I love that you gave the river a voice! I find this piece drew me in as I wasn’t completely sure where it was heading but fairly quickly we see the horrible sadness. The way you explain yourself one feels the mounting depression and the lack of anything pleasing has left because of the craziness of the world. I love the way Terveen explained the wound spreading. Beautifully written piece and a big congratulations to you. Big hugs, Joni

    Liked by 1 person

  5. haoyando says:

    Too deep for reflection. Sad and beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Swapnil gupta says:

    so sleek and beautifully composed, reading gave me shades of Sylvia Plath. Congratulations on this gem of literary finesse. Regards

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thankyou Swapnil.


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