(To Ms. Sivakami Suryanarayanan)
This be the verse to Copper Goddess
Shining in sweat, I pray not to fail
Reach the wordless through words
Her tresses smooth like workflow
Limit chaos, dam to the unruly sea
Brows like bows to words like arrows
Diva of data, her smile nuanced
To various points of bell curve
Talking of bells - her rings hug the ears
Setting off alarms to rhythms of day
Queen of reports, she pores them all
Pointed nose sharp over the errors
Matriarch of telecon, her honeyed tone
Calibrated to pitches across hierarchy
Lips closed but open to a little glimpse
Of molars stacked like Business Cards
Polished neat as Corporate Brochure
Practiced logical like Bullet Points
Do not fail me, as I am no client
Even the physical is beyond my rhyme
And I thought LinkedIn was about hearts
(2011)