Too Strong a Woman

The smell of cigarette still lingered in her mouth

When he first kissed her with all love and passion.

And since then they called her

Too strong a woman for a strong man.

She was too busy reading

When dedicating to her, he first sang.

And yet again they called her

Too strong  a woman for a strong man.

While he tried making her happy,

She tested what all he could, what all he can,

And they undoubtedly called her 

Too strong a woman for a strong man.

One fine day he was seen

Doing all that he always did, but for a different 'her',

Bowing down to beauty personified,

Dreaming of together reaching the stars.

And she broke down behind the closed door

But not a drop of tear from her eyes ran,

For she wanted the world to know her

As too strong a woman for a strong man.