Tell me what is it with women
that makes them so strange it's untrue
when your up to your eyes
in your work to survive
they complain that there's nothing to do
Is it simply I don't understand them
do all men like me feel the same
what is the problem with women
they want to get inside your brain
It's not as if I didn't like them
in my time I've met quite a few
then just when you think
that your lifes in the pink
they announce that they've met someone new
Is it maybe a medical problem
has an antedote ever been made
it would sure be a boon
if it made us immune
to the womanly whiles that they play
They surely know how to get to you
and sometimes they don't even speak
then they wait till the heavens are bucketing down
before saying the cars got a leak
I've never known anything like them
I guess it's just all down to luck
tell me what is it with women
that makes me love them so much.
Terrific, Charlie! ! ! You just gots to find one what's got a wee bit o' sense inner noggin along with everything else that matters, my friend. Love the final line! Esther : ]
I used to know a fellow from Morocco who claimed that women were of a different species than men. 'Then how do they interbreed? ' I asked. My question was, perhaps, more facile than his premise. Nevertheless, he - after days of soul-searching - decided that women were humans. By then, I'd changed my mind, after a bad blind-date. I loved this poem. Sorry for the anecdote, I'm up late.
>> Actually women like spacious and empty places.; -) Just teasing! ! ! *; O)
The Glory of a Woman English Translation of Allama Iqbal's Poem. Color in the portrait of universe is from woman, From her warmth the inner warmth of life; In glory her dust is greater than Plaedias, Each glory is the hidden pearl of her shell; Dialogues of Plato she could not write, Yet Plato’s spark by her flame was broken.
Charles, I suppose women are kind of like amusement/thrill rides... like a roller coaster.... Good Write! ! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A man is to love a woman and vice versa. But yes Charles there are the ones who play too much. Some are high maintence. Some only need love and to be shown. But don't feel bad we woman have been trying to figure men out and never accomplish it. So we are in the same boat. Patricia