Hair is frizzy, they have gone crazy
so hard, so brittle they make me hazy
what to do about these unruly hair
they are such a constant worry
messy hair for which they are sorry
for them I wrote a small poetry
as they are in the end my crowning glory
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, again another routine tricky deal faced by girls, n a lot of our mood depends on the condition of our hair. Liked a lot, Pari! :)