Ginger Woman Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

She always acted gingerly,
To all in the office, outside,
But golden was her heart,
Not seen by the nearby,
Kind acts she did many,
Yet not reciprocated,
She felt often oppressed,
Depressed, she behaved
In a fashion often misunderstood,
Yet straight was her behaviour,
Loving one and all
From her innerside,
She was beautiful too,
But kept away the males
For fear of cheating her love
Everyone called her gingerwoman,
But she was sweet
Like the sugarcane,
Or the honey which none realized.