What is the difference between—
A double-edged sword;
A loaded riffle and;
A sharp tongue?

Have you met her?
The girl whose thoughts—
are kept hidden in her bright neurons.
The lady whose character—
is concealed deep in her bone marrows.
The woman whose actions—
are disguised at the tip of her fingers.
Tell me.
Tell me about her.

Live up to your name!
It’s not full of shame;
But it causes mayhem—
And distraught to men.

I possess audacity,
I don’t tolerate hypocrisy,
I live within the society,
I encourage diversity.

I am me.

For a certain question—
there is no exact answer.
And there are questions—
that always remain unanswered.

Do you think you can handle me?
I can’t even handle myself.
Oh dearie me!
What a shame!

Fire blazes.
Wind lashes.
Water engulfs.
Earth devours.

But do not leave.
Instead, live.
You are strong—
Enough to lead a throng.

He said: “Let’s start.”
She said: “It’s the end.”