The Memoirs Of A Geisha Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

The Memoirs Of A Geisha



The geisha had eyes like rain.
There was laughter in her eyes
That looked the color of rain.

Just an artist of the floating world,
She dances sings keeps men happy
She is just a half-wife of nightfall
The rest is shadow, the rest secret.

Thank god it is just her memoirs
Just an afternoon movie on the telly.

(The memoirs of a geisha, a film)

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