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Subixa, the singer

A slim, fair, tall, young maiden on the stage,
Singing Karnatic music for an hour,
Struck my chord with her grace and modern looks.
Save her head and limbs, no skin was visible.
The seventh day moon was her close forehead.
The nose, neither broad nor sharp, was in place.
Her lips, by width and breadth, were fabulous,
So charming that the eyes never took off.
The chin, a Cape Komarine, is nice to watch.
Her neck, a peduncle, betrayed blue veins.
The hair, hung in style, was a crown on head.
She was such a beauty as could be felt
And pleased without any vulgar thought
Even by men of passion, to say the least.
23.01.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Added by Poetry Lover
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