Love You... Rihanna!

 I remember the Tropicana beau from Syndale,

She delivered my order at the welcome pub Dazzle-

It was the smile she was affording that day,

And now she is the jealous infection from the social bay...

I looked at her same contours hesitantly,

And they have been exposed  much sharper delightedly-

She appealed me her demystified glory,

Two weeks later she left her job for the clearence money...


I remember her tears washing the dirty streets in the market,

She was refused by every seller for credit-

Those scanty clothes she was affording that day,

And now she prices her perfection in that way...

I looked at her eyes and she believed in me,

And ma editor startled me, "Sir who is she?"

She gave me her perfect look and the rest did my camera...

We worked hard to frame her saying, "Love You...Rihanna!"


Rihanna is a strong character despite an art of fiction. The countryside girl from the Syndale valley somewhere near London has made her weakness her biggest armour and becomes the successful cover page girl for the sake of money. But then her world changes suddenly and the world that wanted something else from her is now satisfied and proud of her stardom and pays her the value of her skin. Her efforts to sweat herself and her family had once been rejected but now she looks upon the world with a naked vision. Now the world pays her for her looks, her looks that were never so confident before the world camera. She becomes one of the nude cover page girls but she actually undressess the desire of the cheap world that calls itself fashion. Indeed she is paid for the fashion of her survival. The last line, "We worked hard..." is ironical and leaves us to think with a pause.