Zoomed all drunken bees in scores
As would go round flowers in bloom.
Celibate as he wished they were
Flowers all real and not damsels.
Angel like dames made Ravan’s
Harem seem like star filled sky.
Ravan in their midst then looked
Like the blooming moon in skies.
Felt of Ravan’s lovers Hanuman
Were like meteors made there home.
Skins theirs were like cloudless skies
Pure were demeanours of those dames.
Orgasms multiple they had all
Askance went things on them all.
In their coitus furious dots
Vermilion theirs smudged foreheads.
Passion with such they coited
Crushed were pearls of chains they wore.
Breath of theirs as they made love
Withered all flowers of their garlands.
Chains of jewels that they wore
Made their boobs seem sun ’n moon.
Sank as pearls in their valleys
Seemed they swans that lay in rest.
Looked like canal banks their thighs
Waists theirs seemed so tiny streams.
Smiled in slumber some sweetly
Dreamt as though of lay they had.
Embrace in theirs of Ravan
Breasts of theirs as chest his crushed
Made then imprints of their chains
Seemed that matching pairs on them.
Covered as pallus their faces
Pairs of bellows turned their breaths.
As was standards of Ravan
Bright were hues of their sarees.
Turned as pallus to bellows
Vibed like pendulums their ear-rings.
Smelled well as the breath of theirs
Got that better with wine they had.
Sexy co-wives of Ravan
Kissed in ardour one another.
In their craving for Ravan
Made they lesbian love in turns.
Some of them in their slumber
Folded their hands for pillows.
Made some thighs of their co-wives
Headrests for their wondrous heads.
Used some leggies flat bellies
Of co-wives to spread their legs.
Entwined slept as Ravan’s dames
Seemed they strings of white roses,
Hair theirs seemed to cover them all
Bees as would all flowers in bloom.
Harem Ravan’s felt Hanuman
Creeper like grove in full spring.
Body odours of those dames
Lent the air all with then scents.
With such abandon slept they all
Moved their sarees up their thighs.
That Ravan was fast asleep
Gods dared eye his women in sleep.
Most of them in Ravan’s hold
Came coveting him on their own.
Beauty as theirs made him weak
Dragged he some of them to bed.
Fetched him some the hearsay true
His great valour spread world over.
Found none of them then Hanuman
Found might wanting to share throne.
Seeing them all so fulfilled
Wished he Ram ’n Seetha well.
That the learned Ravan snared
Seetha who was chaste to Rama
Saddened Hanuman no end then.