Broad Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

She was broad on her butt,
It lolled from side side,
As she walked along,
Men giving her a sly look,
Not of dislike, but of pity,
Which she did not want,
Yet she could not stop
Devouring whatever she liked,
But thinking of her
Days when she was slim
Comely, stealing looks
Of men handsome and otherwise,
She felt a pity for herself
Which she could not
Wipe out from her mind,
For bieng known as a broad.

Ravikiran Arakkal