I, warrior of life
strut in pride
Hold my trophy wife
A lady curvy measures
The right inches, filmy features
Able accent, trendy tastes
Able accent, trendy tastes
stringy skimpy, flash skin
Glitz world ware
Less is more, ogle eyes!
Threads proclaim flawless flesh.
Hangs on my arm, envy of all
Latest fad, Good lord what a prize
I prove a gathering, a trophy won
Years by I realize
My trophy never singular
When you showcase
Exhibit is all men’s visual!
War mine
War spoil shared
free!
free!
Interesting. But before you hit at the male world, think of the demands made by women viz the slut walk as a means of protest. A survey says Guys love skimpy dressed women for a girlfriend never a wife.We know the difference!
ReplyDeleteWell I don't see such protest methods sensible. This post is a hit at a way of thinking not on any category.
ReplyDeleteTrue.Every man dreams to have a wife like your
ReplyDelete"trophy wife".But all don't get. In Tamil, there is a saying " manayvi amaivadu ellam eraivan kodutha varam".
How do you women think of a 'trophy husband'
Sir, I will try attempting a post on that.
ReplyDeleteIt's interesting how you manage to conjure an almost laly-like curvature to the structure of the poem. Was it intentional?
ReplyDeleteWhy do we always have to adhere to the stereotypical I wonder?
ReplyDeleteAjay Krishnan: Thank you for the comment. Yes, it was an attempt at shape poem.
ReplyDeleteVanderloost: Maybe we adhere to it for conformity, for acceptance and for belonging.
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