Sex Ridden Figures Die Hard.

On the wooden wall of the wooden room
At Erumely, as far back as 1965,
I hung a monthly calendar for the picture
Of Vyjayantimala in sitting posture,
Her chin resting on her left hand,
A pose still fresh in my memory,
So fresh to draw it off hand, after four decades.
Sexual symbol is too strong to erase.

31.12.2002

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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