Wednesday, September 20, 2006

CURLY FRIZZY UNRULY

CURLY FRIZZY UNRULY
that's my mane
drives me insane
conditioners and hair serum ... all down the drain
efforts to straighten the frizz are all in vain
mum sez 'its lovely hair!'.. i say its a pain
with a dowdy long plait i look like a plain jane
the frizzy rings behind my ears
move me very near tears
the frizziness atop my crown
gives me endless reasons to frown

4 comments:

Chandni said...

what do i do with hair so thin
guess He gave me some on a half- baked whim,
its brown with all ends in two,
the strands are oh so few,
its scraggly, dry and unruly
its falling soon i'lbe bald surely!

as they say d grass is greener on the others side...am taking the opportunity to moan about my tresses' mess

quintaqua said...

about the grass being greener, thats 'trew'
but listen, ur strands aren't that few

Chandni said...

=P

Madhur Kashyap said...

Phew !! I had to refer the dictionary to understand your poem. But in the end it turned out to be really neat. You write really well.

As for your hair, how are they feeling now, after so many complains?