Ms. Nivedita.

Why cave navel?
Navigate I’ll
Keep not enigmatic.

Your enigmatic navel
A makeshift
From mother fixation
Of neonatehood
To fiancée fixation
Of younghood
Is my visual cuddle.

Put on low waist jeans
Tattoo butterfly around
Decor with diamond
Navel ring jocund.

Silhouette sable.

A romantic trespass
To unravel marvel
Of ballet ruffle.

With glib
Glide gait
Will titrate
Alchemy in
Unfolding of
Petals’ rouleau,
A smiling rose bud
On your enigmatic navel!

Coalescing sweat beads
In vermillion of setting sun
Psychedelic color play
In sparkling diamond
Butterflies zoom out
Heart sweetening
Dance on arc of rainbow
Voluptuously flummox me.

My tryst
Your enigmatic navel,
My noetic ride in
Ebullient tunnel!

In sensuous navel
Bedeck floral travel
Babble twaddle tattle
Oho hoo-oo oho hoo-oo
Why not join you too?

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Submitted: Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Edited: Thursday, February 25, 2010

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Comments about this poem (~ ENIGMATIC NAVEL ~ by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK. )

  • Rookie - 69 Points Vipins Puthooran (12/3/2011 12:08:00 PM)

    In thine poems words are danc'n!
    Beautiful poem like a beauideal butterfly! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 268 Points Aminath Neena (4/17/2011 10:16:00 AM)

    Very sensual and lovely (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Carney (9/6/2010 1:44:00 PM)

    Super, I agree the visuals are fantastic. Loved reading this. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Will Althen (8/3/2010 11:45:00 AM)

    Nice word use not really my kind of thing though (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Dwi Utami (8/2/2010 6:22:00 PM)

    Coalescing sweat beads
    In vermillion of setting sun
    Psychedelic color play
    In sparkling diamond
    Butterflies zoom out
    Heart sweetening
    Dance on arc of rainbow
    Voluptuosly flummox me
    G(-_-) D owww great line: thumb: +10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Prateep Sengupta (7/26/2010 6:08:00 AM)

    Most original and marvellous - that's all I can say. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,281 Points Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (7/14/2010 8:53:00 PM)

    eloquently told, words are dancing. marks10 shan (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gregory Pierre-jerome (6/18/2010 11:03:00 AM)

    beautiful song it can be sang.i like it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gregory Pierre-jerome (6/18/2010 11:03:00 AM)

    beautiful song it can be sang.i like it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 971 Points Marieta Maglas (4/30/2010 11:16:00 AM)

    Both compelling and captivating....excellent poem... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 312 Points Almedia Knight-Oliver (4/16/2010 8:41:00 AM)

    Oh my Niv, you did an excellent job describing 'Enigmatic Navel' your poems gives beauty to things and living forms that one would think about not in the least write about....your poetic senses are always on the alert. a 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 92 Points C. P. Sharma (4/3/2010 3:08:00 AM)

    Fixed on the waist chain jingling bells
    Sweet soft songs of soul it spells.
    CP (Report) Reply

  • Rookie surya . (3/29/2010 9:33:00 PM)

    hi friend,
    it is indeed very nice and exciting to read this poem on the beauty of navel.the position and shape certainly gives one excitement particularly on gyration in dance could be the first one to write a poem admiring.congrats.
    enjoyed reading
    surya (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 20 Points Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee (3/11/2010 11:43:00 AM)

    Who is the speaker? a man? OOfs....
    It may be a woman as well. In Shakespeare's Twelfth Night Viola itemised the varied parts of human anatomy while extolling the matchless beauty of Olivia... But she was a woman disguised as a man.
    Wonderful is your writing. I am still amazed to think about the identity of the sex - is the speaker a man in disguise of a woman? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Raju Baruah (3/7/2010 7:50:00 AM)

    .....Coalescing sweat beads
    In vermillion of setting sun
    Psychedelic color play
    In sparkling diamond
    Butterflies zoom out
    Heart sweetening
    Dance on arc of rainbow
    Voluptuously flummox me.....
    a stunning piece of verse that keeps a reader engaged...entertained...10+ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie nature 360 (2/28/2010 4:13:00 AM)

    Poor navel as you cluster and edge it, like in foreplay;
    And butterflies lift to your delusions and desires.

    Could not stop laughing, as you twist words to talk about its attachment to the mother and how your fiancée is captured in its total fatality. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rinki Nandy (1/20/2010 8:02:00 PM)

    amazing is the way yousay so much without saying much, it's pure talent, great to know and read your stuff. enjoyedit heartily.

    i didn't quite understand the last line 'why not join you too? '. it is well expresed though i wish it was easily comprehendable, nevertheless 10+++++ without much understanding....hope you would take time and reply. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lynn Glover (1/9/2010 3:03:00 PM)

    Your poem has made the naval a very sensitive part of the body, lovingly, very much attractive. Good write, you poem pal Lynn (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 66 Points Prince Obed de la Cruz (12/10/2009 2:18:00 AM)

    i think i need to disect the poem more for me to understand it properly but anyway, nice write. well presented (Report) Reply

  • Rookie John Knight (12/1/2009 3:42:00 PM)

    Hi Niv - this is a vey sensual poem on a sacred part of the female anatomy being the point of the connection of the umbiliacal chord. It is important that Males would treat it with gentleness and respect as an area of special significance and not just another erogenous zone. I was a Moderator for Beauty Therapy in the London Colleges and I am aware - from visits to Turkey - that Asian Ladies are more prone to navel adornment than those in the West. Your poem opens with a assertion that you regard covering the navel as archaic and that 21st Century Ladies should both dcorate the navel and display it publicly. 'Put on low waist jeans - Tattoo buterfly around - Decor with diamond - Navel ring jocund'. Verse Five - Introduces the suggestion that the decorated and gyrating navel is part of the female allurment. 'Unfolding of petals rouleau - A smiling rosebud - on your enigmatic navel. Hipsters and cropped tops allow many UK Teens to display their navels and they too take the opportunity to bejewel or tattoo. Verse Seven - leaves us in no doubt as to the sensuality of the adorned navel and its attractiveness to all. 'Psychedelic colour play - Butterflies zoom out - Dance on an arc of rainbow - Voluptuously flummox me'. Personally I find this adorned display (on the young) perfect and very emotive. It has its place in the emancipation of New Woman. The last two verses explain (to some extent) the purpose of the adornment and the display. 'My tryst your enigmatic navel - in sensuous navel - why not join you too'. A sensuous poem like this is emotionally draining but in its analysis one learns the erogenous power of a little discussed zone and one is wiser for that. Perfect in structure - controlled in its language - complete in its lesson - it merits a full TEN. Love you in Poetry - JOHN X (Report) Reply

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