Geisha

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Geisha

Deciduous like a willow
Graceful, subtle
Painted she stands
An artist grand.
Pleasantly in her haven
What a maven !
Adorning a kimono
A Japanese beacon.

Soft and tender
Magic she weaves
Her countenance gentle
Yet time she can freeze !
Skilfully entertaining mannequin like sprite
Witty and intelligent with equal ease.

Spiritedly pouring spirits
She flirts, Oh! What a tease !
Her lips parted in a pout
Eyes, discreet !
Bejewelled minimally to awaken all senses
Tormenting, suggestive, yet never  free !

Dr. Guncha Gupta
3/3/2020

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  1. Dr DivyaMarch 9, 2020 at 10:11 AM

    Beautifully expressed 👌👌

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  2. UnknownMarch 9, 2020 at 9:34 PM

    A beautiful poetic delineation of geisha,a Japanese hostess.The poem depicts how a geisha plays the role of a charming hostess without losing her modesty.A good poem, indeed!

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