Madness & Mayhem

Inside my head, there lives a resident madness
That some ignore and others snicker, PMS.
Most of them don’t really know what it can do,
Wildfires that break out or tsunami that follow.
The ones that do know, with the first-hand stories
Can’t decide if they’re lucky, or should be worried.
They try to be affectionate during the more sane hours
And then run for shelter, during the storm and showers!
The lightning always strikes, more than twice-
With finer precision than a sharpened knife;
Still they wouldn’t back down, beat a quick flight,
Instead beat chests, proclaiming ‘not without a fight‘.
Lovers say they never met anyone with more passion,
Even while wondering whether it was worth the action!
But my sweet tongue was sweeter than mere honey,
The sunny days made ’em forget, and rejoice in irony-
That poisons are sweet, and that symptoms follow later,
It comes at a cost; like a ‘preying’ mantis* or a Death Eater**.


N.B. This is supposed to be funny, if you get my drift.
*praying mantis: the females bite off the males’ heads… all in the name of love!
**remember the most formidable one, a certain Bellatrix Lestrange?

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About Guria

An Artist in Science - I am a Misfit 'cause I choose to be one. "Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to reform" And I am a Maverick, because, I'm... umm... brilliant?
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