STORM IN A TEACUP
written by: Dilip Mohapatra
@dilipmo
The curves of your luscious lips
leave their pink imprints
on the white porcelain
and which scorch in their sadism
like the fresh branding marks
on the hides of heifers.
The ominous black cloud appears
out of no where
a dragon under its cover
breathes fire and fury
spewing its ferocity
and the flames do a flamenco.
A bonsai whirlwind gets entrapped
and the leftover tea rises in a spout
and few fragments of unstrained
tea leaves get churned and then
settle down at the bottom
to form a pattern.
I peep through the turbulence
and try to decipher
the providential glyphs
and ascertain if they cluster to form
the proverbial heart
pierced by Cupid’s arrow.
MAY 2017 / JAN-FEB 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Dilip Mohapatra (b.1950), a decorated Navy Veteran started writing poems since the seventies and is a regular contributor to Spillwords. His initial foray into the world of literature was through poetry workshops in college and inspirations from his teacher Jayanta Mahapatra, an acclaimed poet in contemporary English. His poems have appeared in many literary journals of repute and anthologies worldwide. Some of his poems are included in the World Poetry Yearbook, 2013 and 2014 Editions. He has ten poetry collections to his credit published by Authorspress, which have received raving reviews in multiple literary journals globally. He has also authored two short story collections and two professional books on management and leadership. He is the recipient of the prestigious Honour Award for complete work under Naji Naaman Literary Awards for 2020 and holds the honorary title of ‘Member of Maison Naaman pour la Culture’.
He lives with his wife at Pune, India.
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