How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways: <br />I hate you like the early winter six o clock alarm <br />I hate you like Black coffee that forgot to stay warm. <br />I hate you like a surprise test on Compound Interest <br />An interruption to my Saturday night or an unwelcome guest. <br />I hate you like I hate Mama, when she asks me who called and why <br />I hate you like the waiter who says, ”Coming! ” and takes all eternity. <br />I hate you like the Summer Sun shining on me with a vengeance <br />I hate you like an offensive mail that offends me and says “No Offence! ” <br />I hate you like I hate a scrub, especially on Holi day <br />I hate you like a spending spree when bucks are not coming my way. <br />I hate you like a lonely walk down National Library <br />I hate you because lovebirds are cooing hand in hand ignoring me. <br />Do I love you still? No, I don’t. Yes, I do… oh damn! <br />I hate you not for what you are but for what I am, what I am.<br /><br />Mandira Mitra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-do-i-hate-thee-let-me-count-the-ways/
