Maria Sudibyo

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The Day I Hate Perfume - Poem by Maria Sudibyo

Is many tormenting days in a year
When I can not compromise the respiratory attack
With my over sensitive nose
That decides to rebel against me
With catching unwelcome cold
When accidentally I always meet somebody
Who maybe has sprinkled half bottle of the damned liquid to their body
And always sit next to me
With a tremendous oblivion
That I am very disturbed with their presence
Or to be specifically with their numbing sense
When I can not understand
Why they willingly to waste their lot of money
Only to buy artificial smell
That now annoyingly tickling in my nostril 
And only succeeded to make more sneeze
Until I think the invention of that extravagant fragrance
Is only made to torture me
Than to impress somebody
Or to cover their bad odor

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 15, 2013

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