What Is Thy Name, O’ Woman

Gertrude, the deserter,Driven by lust ofPower and wealthMarries Claudia’s,Frailty, thy name is woman,The Bard of Avon, says...

Nay, O’ woman, thy hasMany other attributes, thanMerely of moral turpitudeBeguiling is thy tradeOvertures of demeaning,Is your stock in trade.Cruelty is your forteFalsity thy loveInfidelity is a summitOf delusory achievement.Infirm are thy vows,Deception is a weapon.



Man, O’ Man, blindedAnd fatous in ways,Thou trusted, the wily,The inhuman, the imperious,Who laid stains upon,The pure soul, of thyself.Adam, roaming happily in Eden,Why thou’st desire companion,Given thy wish, blemished thy soulUngodly whispers of Eve,Fiendish, selfish, enviousBanished thy peace forever.A lady known and lovedFerreted from memoryA femme fatale, wholesome,Caved me in deceptive devotionOf her guiltful heart,Beauteous was her treachery.

Black hearted, disgraceful,Fallacious speech, flawed intent,Decrepit, deceitful, devious,Faithless, inhuman, ungrateful,All are her traits of seduction,And all of these, is your name,O’ thee, the woman...

.not just frailty.Sirajuddin Aziz27th, April, 2025.

Karachi.From: 16.45 to 17: 22.

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