Tuesday, 6 August 2013


An Angel of Truth and
 a Dream of fiction,
A woman is a bundle
 of contradiction.
She’s afraid of a wasp 
& screams at a mouse,
But will tackle a stranger 
alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar, 
sweet as a rose,
She’ll kiss you one minute,
 then turn up her nose.
She’ll win you in rage, 
enchant you in silk,
She’ll be stronger than brandy, 
milder than milk.
At times, she’ll be vengeful, 
merry and sad.

She’ll hate you like poison, 
and Love you like mad.