Ants On Her Body ~ Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Ants On Her Body ~
In the sweltering heat of summer, she stretched out on the lawn,
unaware of the insects that congregated on her dainty form.
With precision, they scurried, a minuscule army on their march,
exploring every inch, from her head down to her inarch.
Collar that once stood erect, now a park for these creatures,
they built their hills and tunnels, conducting tiny features.
She twitched and wriggled, feeling tickles down her back,
unaware that ants were revelling in a divine attack.
They tickled her neck and frolicked on her nostrils,
unknown to her, they had assumed a powerful pose.
She stirred in her slumber, as if under a peculiar spell,
and the ants scattered swiftly, unable to dwell.
But still they persisted with their mission to make it complete,
exploring her physique like never before in discreet.
She awoke with a bewildered expression upon her visage,
blinking away sleep and searching for any vestige.
But the ants had vanished, retreating to their diminutive world,
leaving her body with a tale that would soon be unfurled.
From that day, she never relaxed in the sun's warm embrace,
always cautious of the ants and their mischievous chase.
For she learned a peculiar lesson, one that defied the norm,
that even on her body, ants could leave an enduring form.
Note: Word Inarch: Meaning graft (a plant) by connecting a growing branch without separating it from its parent stock. To the end of the roots.
(cont.) ..... and my mind formed (another use of form, a verb) an image (a 'visage' if you will) of a 'babe' [over 18] lying at least 1/2-naked on a beach, with NO COLLARs in sight. (cont.)
(cont.) I MAY have started to get seXually aroused (ok maybe not; I'm getting OLD) . I knew I'd read about a 'dainty form' 'stretched out'. (cont.)
(cont.) I MAY have started to get seXually aroused (ok maybe not; I'm getting OLD) . Z
2 HOURS? AFTER I WAS LAST HERE: Asim, Did I 'get that all wrong' aka 'did I completely MISinterpret the part about the 'collar'? ? ? Ha Ha ha, IF I did. When I read 'dainty form' with 'she' I....(cont.)
Can I ANT(I) CIPATE more from this Poem, I mean wild thinking / Loud thinking in opposite direction. Very Interesting piece.
We allow people to crawl on us and then realise what they have done to us. Good Introspection poem. Metophor 'ANTS' are fabulous.
Basically, I thought the 'collar' part of the story was farfetched (also far-fetched) aka unlikely/implausable. But....so much for me cleaning the house; there is no time left. bri : )
(cont.) I had THOUGHT of a dog, stretched out on a lawn, WITH a dog collar, but....it didn't seem to fit what followed, much (if any) more than a human (as I earlier explained) . RIGHT! ! (CONT.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 8:53:18 PM # 1.0.0
(cont.) Yes, you 'said' 'lawn', but, even so, how often do 'we' see people lying, stretched out on a lawn with a COLLARed SHIRT, JACKET, SWEATER, OR BATHROBE on a warm day? 'We' see T-shirts, tank tops, undershirts, or NAKED (OR nearly-naked) bodies, RIGHT? (cont.)