Red dress
Red Dress
I am a red dress,
I hang proudly in my owner’s wardrobe.
I shimmer with glam,
My presence makes the wardrobe enchanted.
I am hanging there,
With the beauty of red hot lava.
My owner loves me,
I am her favourite one.
She puts me on and,
Stands before the mirror.
I make her look like a woman of,
Billion dollars.
Every cleavage of her body,
Starts to show off.
Her breasts start to seduce,
Her waist welcomes embraces.
Inside me, her body feels cosy,
She becomes a queen of beauty.
I am the red dress on my owner,
I can feel her heartbeats are racing fast.
She walks through the crowd,
She stops and she turns.
She questions - is this a right place,
To wear a red dress ?
Who are these people ,
What is actually happening ?
Is this a secret meeting place,
Lots of whispers fill the place.
I am the red dress,
My owner owns.
I am shimmering I am glowing,
Under the multi tier chandelier.
In the farthest corner of the place,
I can see a velvety blue robe,
Hanging majestically on a proud prince.
He turns and he sees the princess,
In the glistening red dress.
They start to approach and they collide,
They glance and they hold hands.
They dance- the dance of the river Nile,
Lights glimmer, lights sparkle, lights glitter.
Then comes the end,
All is dark- no blue, no red - just grey.
I am still residing in my owner’s wardrobe,
I am still that glam red dress.
It seems like many decades have passed,
I haven’t felt my owner’s heart beats.
She hasn’t put me on and stand,
Before the mirror to admire herself.
The beauty queen in the red dress ,
No longer exists.
She has died inside,
She wears a blue dress instead.
By atreyi
About this poem
About dresses and their owner
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Written on April 04, 2021
Submitted by varanasi.hore on October 25, 2022
Modified on March 30, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCXXXCXXDXXEXXXEE DFXXGAXHGGAXHX GBXAAIXXDXX BAFXXXAXIX |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,672 |
Words | 366 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 18, 14, 11, 10 |
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