Sathya Narayana

Pink Sari

When took a dip in Ganga
that pink sari
imbibed a lot of Advaitha.

...glued to her skin
and lost identity...

became a mound of her mounds
curve of her curves
and dip of her dips.

I knew how euphoric that pinky felt
When dried up and separated from her
...retained her shape.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 22, 2011
Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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  • Agnello DsouzaAgnello Dsouza (10/27/2011 3:21:00 AM)

    And euphoric did I feel with that view..

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  • Siya Pande (10/22/2011 2:38:00 AM)

    a brillant description i must say...

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  • Pradip Chattopadhyay (10/22/2011 2:36:00 AM)

    An euphoria we all feel before rewinding! Nice poem.

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