It was too hot,
a sunny Sunday,
she went to a beach,
a virgin bud,
a shy teen aged girl,
not yet eighteen,
having hot passions,
fires and desires,
an idealist,
and a moralist,
with a strong and firm belief in ethics,
having a respect for laws,
the beach was over crowded,
with so many strange men,
women and children,
she wanted to stripe,
she wanted to throw off her dress,
but being a shy teen aged girl,
she could not,
she started jogging,
to a lonely place,
she thought she is alone at that place,
she threw off all her dressings,
saw her appealing body as much as she could,
put on her dress,
came back to the parking area,
drove her car to apartment he owned,
Unaware that persons had telescopes,
unaware that a few persons are chasing her!
Unaware that a journalist snapped her beauty,
for him she was a thrilling news,
unaware that an artist painted her nude,
for him she was an amazing model,
unaware that a writer wrote a story on her,
for him she was a fairy tale,
unaware that a poet wrote a poem on her.
for him she was a romantic topic,
Soon she became a famous model,
and ultimately a Hollywood Star.
But someone else, too, saw her,
someone who is thirsty of love,
and he fell in love with her,
the lazy boy couldn't chase her,
when he came to know,
through printed and electronic media,
as to who is she,
he refused to accept,
by now he has paid for thousands of calls in vain,
still he believes she is merely his sweet beloved!
she striped for him!
Well, everyone is free to interpret-ate,
but the philosopher knows,
she stripped enthusiastically, spontaneously
her sentiment, her objective
Was simply to react,
to react and counter the fire within her!
I am glad that you posted this. I often get inspired by posts here too. I am honored that it was I who inspired this. You inspire me too, Akhtar.
both of you are an inspiration to others thanks for an inspiring read-10
What a charming poem, exciting, each line was musical, the flow of words, rhyme work, classic,10,
This poem highlights that vantage point makes all the difference in how we perceive things. To a journalist she was news. To the artist a model etc. We form our opinion based on our own biases. Although an opinion can't ever be right or wrong (by definition) , it is often times that the truth eludes us all. She simply did something in a spontaneous moment. A very nice poem
she wanted to strip she stripped for him couple of typos all else good ta Wes (Old Dad)
Great poem dear Akhtar, I read it on Kelly's 'Interpretation' page first and love it tremendously. You are truly gifted. Thank you.
Nice dedication to a fellow poet, we all get inspiration from one other's poem...Nicely penned Janab....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
quite a tale and summation AJ, but please alter the spelling to 'stripped'.