Wednesday, September 16, 2020

The length of a dress

 


And what's the right length of a dress

That's just as revealing 

To attract someone

Yet hides enough 

To still not 

Give it all

Or even seem gross!


In my experience

It's too subjective

Obviously depends upon 

Your own comfort and free will.

But doesn't it depend immensely 

Upon the viewer, the listener,

The perceiver, the receptor as well?


For few just the eyes sometimes

Are enough to be amazed and dazed

And consider them the door to the souls. 


To few merely a glimpse of the feet 

Explains the level of self care, hygiene, quality of life 

Even fetish streams. 


Few focus upon legs

If they are athletic or slender or well bred?

Have they walked enough on the roads of life

Or are they lazy and full of unearned fats?

Are they flexible enough to change with new perspectives

Or are they rigid in a self built web!


For few palms show the type of life one leads. 

If the person is hard working

Or has an easy lifestyle. 

If the lines upon those palms are more to define loads of thoughts, complexities and time's toll. 

Or maybe the palms are plain and white 

Maybe reflecting a barren mind. 

Or even a lucky life. 


Few consider cuts sleeves as a sign of freedom. 

While few judge the same to be a modern construction.

That ofcourse varies from cultures to traditions to environment to persons. 

But the strength of the arms 

Do define power and strength 

In a certain stance. 


The fashion industry defines an ideal waist to be negligible in modern times. 

While the same is considered to be better to be fuller in earlier times. 

Numerous religious groups 

See large and round tummies 

To be a state of an evolved neval chakra

With happiness and generosity in its root. 

Yet many detest being any more than required. 

They state one must eat only the amount needed for survival.

Few raise questions on an exposed waist. 

While many celebrate the tender or blessed fate. 


The bosom though has various receptions. 

Ofcourse for men and women it's different and has deceptions. 

While men can easily go free and bare 

Yet women because of being more fuller

Or being the nurturer

Have to hide the fact of anything being there. 

And that hiding becomes a major reason for men

To always seek what's not easily provided. 

While few consider it to be a body part

No big deal

Another nature's art. 

Yet few fantasize and desire and make it that big an object of desire. 

Few feel the love of a mother.

Few consider it to be a caress of a lover. 

Few find relief, few find release. 

Few get into lust and objectify 

The crust. 

But that's the case with any part of body. 

Yet more so when it's a plus. 


And few just can't seem to forget a face

They idolize and like and love 

The outer state.

Those eyes,that nose, those lips, the ears and the earings dangling from them.

The glow of the skin, 

The rose of the cheeks. 

The softness the lips hold.

The experiences that lines fold. 


And few just define a person by the quality of hair

Dry or oily, frizzy or curly, 

If they are well kept?

If they are messy or miskept.

If proper care is provided.

Whether they are healthy

Or misguided.

Are they too pretentious?

Do they define class or chaos?

If they are soft and long?

To whom do they belong?

The color, the style, the texture, the structure.


Yet few don't bother about the clothes at all. 

You may go starch naked in front of them.

Or maybe wear the best of dresses.

But they are more bothered about the soul. 

Whether you are broken or are whole. 

Regardless of type of body or clothes you wear. 

They listen to every word 

As if exploring each cell while listening. 

They read between lines. 

Focus on choice of words, the expressions, the rhymes. 

They look into the eyes

If they are shining with joy

Or are a bit wet with some wry. 

They understand even silence 

Or maybe cook up their own definition. 


For the beauty, it totally lies in the eyes of the beholder. 

The interest ofcourse is double sided

But who can check 

The soil absorbing the rain 

Falling down 

From a stream of conciousness

A free conversation

A heart to heart connection

Or a passer by's interaction. 

Maybe a filter but to what length? 


And what's the right length of a dress

That's just as revealing 

To attract someone

Yet hides enough 

To still not 

Give it all

Or even seem gross!


~ Surbhi Rohera


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