The Supermodel: Miss Kollywood (Poem)

By Ganesh B. Dhami

She is the supermodel.

She is Miss Kollywood.

There ain't any award
She hasn't owned.

She is the actress Of the blockbuster movies. She is the palpitation Of the youngsters, Talk of the town, Headlines of the news, So many breadwinners Casting her interviews Trending number one in YouTube. Brand-ambassador of pretty many companies, Host of the national level reality shows. Cheering crowd wherever she goes. Thousands of autograph seekers, Insta-twitter followers, Thousands of Facebook fans. Thousands of admirers of her beauty, Floods of messages, Avalanches of likes, And hurricanes of comments On her latest photo in moments. She is the supermodel. She is Miss Kollywood. She is the most gleeful lady Who lives the most epicurean life In the eyes of every beholder. Each of whom hypnotized and agaped at her pulchritude. Words from her ornamented lips Echo the surrounding with modesty. The way she flaps her lips, her swag Other young aspiring models do copy. Her name hung in every Nepalese tongue. Her dress up becomes the fashion latest. She is the model paid the highest. There ain't any ads without her. She lives the life everyone wishes for. Grievously, she's not a happy soul Despite her name and fame. She's got everything she aspires Despite these all, feels hollow inside. She feels suffocated within For she hasn't a personal life. She feels like a caged bird Confined within ruthless iron bars. There ain't a single night she hasn't wept. She wails in solitude cheering the rest. Sleepless nights, Her cries went unheard. Her story went untold.

She looks back to her bygone days with sigh As she has gone through the hard times. A photographer says, "Spread your legs, feel free, pose bold, look straight at the cam." A director says, "Let's dine together tonight" lest he says" Can you give what the story asks?" Many amorous vulture-eyes have penetrated her. Shagged her. Screwed her, Raped and F****d her at the shooting spots.
Once a 3-min-clip of her private MMS leaks 
In which a bald-headed tycoon deflowers her in dim light.
Intoxicated with hallucination
She submits to him.
After few pumps of his ahh.... ahh....uhh..uhh..
He shoots his load on her belly, over the coverlet.
Gosh ! It goes viral defaming her.
One day she is found dead in her apartment. A suicide note below her pillow says-
"It is better to die once than to be a living corpse million times."