Evil Head Poem by Vishnu Vidyadharan

Representing an icon of respect
She seems like some women
carved out of hell.
Sandal it seems at times, but
metal is the built.
Hard as rock, deep inside,
Baptized in the blood of cruel souls.
Trouble n’ problems makes up her synonyms
Frustration and hatred is all what we have
for that woman whose ideas blush.
Pulling faces n’ talking non-sense
that nobody can...
All that it takes to be her......? is some
Question, no Wiseman would ever answer.
The one of a kind built
with manufacturing defects....Yes she’s
some woman carved out of hell
Whose destiny lies within our hands...!






- For my Class Teacher..!