You up root them
one by one.
Afraid, I ask "What
have you done? "
"They will grow back
dear." you say.
Still apprehensive,
I don't give away.
You persuade me
to try it out.
You bring your tool
near and I shout.
Can such a process cause
some one so much fear?
Doubtless! It can
move me into tears.
Despite your assurance
that they would
grow again,
your attempts to make
me prune my eyebrows
will only end in vain.
I still don't understand why the sight of some one threading their brows causes so much fear in me.
err no comments?? :-o
ReplyDeletearey temme good or bad ?
lol...its good.. very innovative ..out of the box topic for a poem.. and has been wonderfully dealt with.. :)
ReplyDeleteThanx kajal ;)
ReplyDeleteyeah way different :D remind me of my poem.. i am posting in a while do chk that.
ReplyDeleteI dont really like arched brows, too mature and mechanical. i like the innocent of over grown brows, till they're not so overgrown that a bug can lose its way in them :P
ps. who's want to be Hairy Potter :P ??
ReplyDeleteAsbha
ReplyDeleteGlad u liked it ;)
I dint get ur question though :P