RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Totally Annoying


Reading books within my mind, remembering every word,
sentence, paragraph and page, that I read and hold onto
closely.

Not bothering to tell others about it, because then they
are constantly trying to test your memory and that totally
annoys me no end, others can't do it, so they think no one
else can either.

Having had to put up with this type of nonsense my entire
life, I prefer to not say anything, just leave others to
to their own devices as long as I'm left alone, it's much
less annoying.

Submitted: Monday, March 31, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Totally Annoying by RoseAnn V. Shawiak )

Enter the verification code :

  • Amitava Sur (3/31/2014 9:30:00 PM)

    Very true. It's an irony of human being that mostly we judge others with my state of mind, and we can not easily agree with others supremacy in any field. (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

New Poems

  1. No One Comes, Michael McParland
  2. Never Ending, Michael McParland
  3. When the Heart Skips a Beat, Danusha Marie
  4. Nervous Wreck, Michael McParland
  5. Need Not, Michael McParland
  6. Need, Michael McParland
  7. My Sweet Angel Dove, Michael McParland
  8. My Soul, Michael McParland
  9. My Last Gasp, Michael McParland
  10. Pond, Ronald Chapman

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
White lambs come grazing,
White doves come building there:
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]