Odor Of Feminity Poem by Reshma Ramesh
Odor Of Feminity
The aroma that rises
When the olive like shades
That lurks in the corners
Glazed, seek the honey like browns
They melt, the greens, giving life
Sifts through the hungry bones
Neither furious nor kind
They whiff across
Like a kitten amused by the
Gushing fountain
Like a child, sleeping
In images the white I wore
The black string in my flying hair
I wrote on the wind my name
I left on the glass my perfume
Trail of scents that followed
Appetizing and sweet
Your sleeping senses they greet
So maddening so foolish
With matted air
He breathes
The odor of feminity
sequel to the poem 'odor of feminity' by poet rengeth
as an afterthoughjt just lemme add qoute.. Premji premji (5/6/2009 4: 07: 00 AM) odor of femininity is the odor of life............... how true cheers
hi reshma you done wonders to the word chemistry how tender and alluring...so very potent...stirs the being and arouses the senses wonderful cheers
Written so beautifully Reshma- well expressed of a women's femininity to the extreme :)
OMG the chemistry that you possess lovely poem Resh I loved it a tenner from meeeee anjuuuuuu
nice poem resh............but the..comment of mr sathyanarayanan mvs below is perversion to max....................(Resh! I'm getting drowsy.............I keep looking at ur photo........mmmmmmmmm........sumptuous) ........god knows wat he dopes lookin at ur pic for so long
Resh! I'm getting drowsy.............u are an enchanting...........angel......after reading ur romantics, I keep looking at ur photo........mmmmmmmmm........sumptuous
odour of feminity none can escape.none should.very nice poem.posted 10 mam surya
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12/7/2025 8:44:22 AM # 1.0.0
a fiminine poem with oily scented touch, a feminine call for others to reach the depth of that ocean with it's precious menerals, it's pearls, guarded by a sandy beach...10++++