The Fashion Parade Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

Swan-like, she floated exuding
Unthinking sensuous charm,
The eyes not once fluttered
Being pools of sad knowledge
Nobody noticed her lack of back
She never had it anyway.
The body never had it so good
Her perfume never smelt so fragrant
She wanted her hair, all in a mop,
To stand between her and infinity.
The smoothness of her limbs
Gravitated towards imperfect circles.
She took weird geometric shapes
Vivid colors, alabaster textures
Mind-boggling geometric shapes
Jutting out, obtrusively, in space
Crying out in lack of harmony
Mysterious high-decibel sounds
Touching your feeling-innards
Harsh and jangling colors emerging
In painful dissonance in the being
She wanted the world at her feet
Her feet, high in the air, levitated
Gracefully in men’s hearts and minds
Her heady fame and glamor formed
An amber magnetic field around her.