Desert lady

Desert blooms into paradise

when her palms kiss the sand.

Fragrant winds caress her skirt shyingly

as she lays

unabated

unabashed,

like a fortress unto herself.

Sun shines on her swift legs.

Bounty of elegance comforts in them.

Lusty gazes relish as every man

stops and begs for

seducing them,

inducing them,

enough to knock 'em off the pitch.

Envious girls sicken at her sight,

while the rich boast of their fortunes.

But she's content in the treasure she owns,

as the lady dreams of

a caring heart,

class apart.

A real man, not a doormat,

who would sway her in his arms,

breaking barriers of passion and

making paradises out of deserts within her.

- C Kumar

         July 27 2015

Reviews

[Perkele.7885]

Chirag, this poem is real good stuff but, (but comma) your grammar is killing me. Somethings you capitalize and others you do not. You apparently fore go the use of the sentence and this makes the use of some grammar all the more important to use wisely.
My reviews today are sounding like a broken record. Good poetry but,(but comma) bad grammar.
I like your poetry and I like giving good reviews to good poets but, I like my language (English) to be respected!

[Chirag Kumar]

I will take your review into account Raj. Thanks :)

[Mitali Shah]

seems like i know her ;) good one

[marcus]

Go get her! I say ......

[andrew mitchell]

Shouldnt 'have to work that hard to win her heart if its genuinely on offer!

[wordman]

if he is tough and worthy of her,she will shave them pretty legs

[Willard Wells]

Love of a real man that has the power to control her. Sounds like a lot of work and I hope she is worth the effort. hahaha.