Neeraj Mishra

Jejune Cutting - Poem by Neeraj Mishra

That uncle is not good really.
After tag my neck with a towel,
He bends my neck again and again.
He cuts my innocent unkempt hair.
Curly thoughts yearn after fall down on floor.
He brush a razor on the both corners of my neck.
I feel a lot of pain.
He doesn't understand my problem.
He spoils my hairstyle,
And my friends call me jejune.
That uncle is not good really..
He cheats everyone.
Keeps empty covers of popular products into his showcase.
Tapes the posters of Aamir Khan, Amitabh and Salman
On the wall of his shop.
But cut the hair same of everyone.
He makes everyone jejune through his jejune cutting.
That uncle is not good really.

Topic(s) of this poem: poem

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Jejune Cutting by Neeraj Mishra

  • Neeraj Mishra (4/7/2016 1:36:00 AM)

    Hahaha thanks for attention kelly.. (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (8/30/2015 10:05:00 AM)

    He sounds like a terrible uncle. I wish you peace, Neeraj (Report) Reply

    Neeraj Mishra (8/30/2015 10:38:00 AM)

    oh thanks Kelly.. It's a poem which I wrote in childhood. When my father force me for hair cutting on Sundays.. overall thanks for your attention..

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

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