Things I hate
I hate how I look in my college batch photo
I hate that I forgot to wish my best friend on his birthday
I hate how hooked I am to the internet
I hate the sound of breaking glass
I hate it when I doubt myself
I hate it when my mother cries when I am about to leave
I hate the fact that I missed my convocation
I hate the dust on the highway
I hate it when I get mad at my friends
I hate it when I have to cook for myself
I hate it when I realize that I have wasted the day doing nothing
I hate it when I think of money
I hate being an insomniac
I hate it when I stammer in front of girls
I hate it when I remember the dead
I hate the smell of diesel and paint
I hate it when I fear being ridiculed and keep mum
I hate it when things that affect me are not in my control
I hate to study things that I don’t really want to
I hate it when people misspell my name
I hate blind faith
I hate people who beg despite being healthy and able
I hate it when i forget things and remember them when its already too late
I hate summers
I hate it when my wrist pains while writing
I hate it when I walk into a spider web
I hate it when people pretend to be someone they are really not
I hate it even more when I do the same things that I hate about others
Other things, I mostly love…
I can feel the sincerity in the lines
But are you sure the list is exhaustive??
The list might not be exhaustive but the idea is that we might keep thinking about all the things in the world which we don’t like but at the end of the day its only a small number compared to the things we love in life.
Got that!
tubelight me!
You write very tenderly.
I hope you don’t mind, but I would like to use the lovely image of the mother and child that accompanies your poem . May I please do that? I will give you the link for the article of mine that the poem will adorn.
Thank you.
Laura Bernell
Thanks.. Please go ahead. The image is not copyrighted. Will wait for your article