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You dare to ignore

Some simple days get very personal and feel like ahh ..but anyway

By Nitu HowladerPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
You dare to ignore
Photo by Gaelle Marcel on Unsplash


I have walked three blocks without shoes. Didn't comb my hair.

Left my money bag somewhere.

Couldn't have a cup of tea. Didn't have my breakfast.

My room is covered in books, papers and of course dirt.(l love all of it)

Exam's knocking at the door. Don't have time to spare.

But I can't settle my mind.

My mind is like a shameless stupid child.

My brain is the workshop of devil.

My memories stuck.

Sometimes my memories , my brain gets covered in dandruff.

Doing nothing but wasting time.

I like to study but not in time.

Every time exams knock my head out and l make a promise to myself that it won't happen again.

But with my assistance history repeats itself.

To me exam is chickenpox .

La miserable no one to share your sufferings.

I really need a memory wash.

My tears and smile are nothing but trash.

I have walked without an umbrella.

The beautiful raindrops happily tortured me and helped me not to forget any misery.

I am really out of myself.

Right on time reality is showing her power and getting stronger day by day.

Only one question remains - So what?

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Nitu Howlader

Rhythm Without Regulation

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