The Strange World Poem by Dave Tanwar

Isn't it strange?
That blood runs through our vein! !
But there are many other things to talk about
Let’s talk about we the MEN who always shout! !

We all want a beautiful girl, to walk next to us
if strangers stares her, our heart burnt to ashes and fuss! !
If they don't praise her beauty, or say she smile so lovely
that means she is nothing but ugly! !

Sometimes I find even god strange
His creativity is beyond any range! !
On day 7, he created women, nature's most agreeable blunder
Out of shock, sky still thunders! !

It was yesterday, when I met a blond
Her head was empty, and brain was gone! !
Oh she was something; I must confess
(-120) was her result in the IQ test! !

It was the devil I met, when I walked to the fore
with his silly talks, he was one of the biggest bore! !
It was hot, and where he lives he called that place Hell
But when I asked him, how’s he? He said I am well! !