By: Indunil Madhusankha

The shining fall of her thickly grown
knee length tresses
An araliya flower pinned in her hair,
near the ear
The glamour of her lotus coloured lips
and that of her cheeks like rosy petals
The beauty of her cascading dress
All vanished.
Her hairs,
permed, dyed, tinted
and studded with unduly brilliant combs
Lipsticks available in a variety of hues
stained on her lips
An exhibition of seminude feminine grace
Her natural beauty washed away
by numerous different paraphernalia

Gifts of Mother Nature
have undergone a metamorphosis
So, better to be called,
Gifts of Mother Materialism