When Scissors And Comb Dance On Hair. Poem by Sumit Ganguly
When Scissors And Comb Dance On Hair.
When scissors and comb dance on hair
oh, what a pleasure gives the pair!
Pride of having a mane
irrespective of women or men
is enjoyed by spending time and money,
pleasure of good look- sweeter than honey.
Forced shaving is a punishment
imposed by people on spot judgment.
13th March,2017.
Monday, March 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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