Me

It's a poem about the writer.

Don’t invite me to any events.

I don’t like weddings, funerals, parties, etc.

 

While others are planning to go out,

I’m planning not to go anywhere.

 

Don’t send me any friend requests,

For I don’t want any friendships.

 

Real friends are hard to find.

Moreover, I’m not a friendly person.

 

Don’t send me an invitation to a game.

I don’t have time to play games.

 

No one can easily impress me.

And I never tried to impress people.

 

Don’t start a conversation with me.

I don’t want to talk to anybody.

 

If you greet me, I’ll return the greeting.

But I won’t greet you before you greet me.

 

Don’t wish me a merry Christmas,

For I don’t celebrate Christmas.

 

And I don’t celebrate birthdays,

So don’t tell me happy birthday.

 

I’m not interested in holidays.

I don’t follow customs and traditions.

 

Don’t offer me anything,

For I don’t want any gifts.

 

I don’t borrow, neither do I lend.

So don’t ask me for a loan.

Author's Note

This piece is personal.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

The couplets work well. I find that the direct approach definitely avoids misunderstandings. Better that than being left in limbo land. Your readers leave this page knowing a fair but about you. All the best.

Chris

[Poet Pittinix]

You should have seen the smile on my face when I was writing this poem. Thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Now that has certainly put a smile on my face:) Humour is a great asset.