A kind of pretty
Skin so luminous, it could light up the dark
Eyes so large, so limpid, they look a bit whipped;
Long-limbed as if made for a walk in the park
Slim of waist, generous of bosom, large-hipped.
Thighs made for pleasure and not a magazine cover
All curves, no sharp lines, except for a nose -
Now that could do with a make-over,
With more ease, less force.
Clothed in unstitched drape, fluid, unformed,
Easy to disrobe, to just shed;
Ornamented, baubled, adorned,
With precious jewels or even flowers red.
She's a painting, gilding for a wall,
A tea-stall fantasy, a million calendar themes;
The goddess in the pandal, even an MTV filler doll,
Yet she's just kitsch, inspite of a collective billion dreams.
2 comments:
ok - so now we're putting out porn, eh?
Sexy yet innocent. You sure brought the painting alive, Shakuntala was never one of my fav Ravi Varma's, but two summers ago, I bought this print and never hung it up...Not sure why I bought it. But now I might just dig it out and frame it :)
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