Prim & proper, the lady walks in the door
Notices a speck of dust on the floor
Oh my God, she shrieks, I can’t take it any more
What’s next I wonder, what’s in store
Fingerprints on the polish drive her up the wall
A spill on the kitchen counter, what gall
Not a stain anywhere, nothing at all
Everything arranged upright, erect, standing tall
Front lawn, backyard, not one single fallen leaf
Anything out of place is cause for grief
An errant blade of grass growing scatty
Makes her go completely batty
How the dirty dishes stack, arranging of the spice rack
Nothing, but nothing, can be out of whack
All the labels must be facing out
Of that let there not be any doubt
All the bottles neatly in a row
Containers organised exactly so
To stir the pot, always go clockwise
Kitchenware arranged left to right, going up in size
Pepper ground medium-fine, not too coarse
Eggs boiled soft only, for better or for worse
Toast, browned to setting No. 3
And jam, two light dabs of blueberry
A spot of sugar, no more, no less
And no drips please, it’s such a mess
A constant state of high-stress hyperness
When over trivialities she starts to obsess
Newspaper unfolded, upturned page
Her blood pressure goes off the gauge
That vase over there once boasted bright pink roses
Sigh! they all died of the lady’s neuroses
The TV remote where it belongs
No, no, no, you’re doing it all wrong
All dollar bills arranged in sequence
Coins in their compartment, anything but, is nonsense
The laundry basket besides the dryer
Toolbox goes hammer, nails, screwdriver then pliers
Shoes laid out in the perfect line
Matching skirts and tops stacked up just fine
And when you put out the clothes on the line
Damn well ensure all the pegs precisely align
Never chuck things onto the bed
Without the dear lady seeing red
The sheets tucked in tight exactly at the crease
If she sees as much as a wrinkle, Oh Jeez
Pillows should have the right amount of fluff
Good enough is not perfect enough
The toothbrush must be correctly angled
Otherwise her nerves get jangled
Should the soap dish be an inch out of place
That leads to a sure furrowed face
Seventeen times a day, washing of the hands
More than once every waking hour, do you understand
Never a strewn towel or wet basin
Never a minute-old used tissue not in the bin
Glue is messy, therefore cellotape
Don’t tear if off, use scissors, it must be ship-shape
Have you dotted the i’s, crossed the t’s
God help you if you missed one and she sees
She’s an otherwise good lady, I do confess
If just this one illness she were to address
Not go overboard, find her balance
A less tense, more easy-going countenance
Oh, trust me, I also believe in ordinary order
But she, she’s way across the border
No telling when she’ll next be annoyed
When 100 things get her paranoid
I believe they say it’s some kind of disease
Can someone help me, step forward please
Ah, found it, it’s here in the dictionary
Three letters, reading O…C…D…
Oh my god!
I loved this one.
This was a unique piece. I loved it! 😀
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Thanks! 🙂
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Superb Kunnu ! You have outdone yourself !
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Awesome!
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Thank you so much!
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This is terrific…and just a bit too familiar for comfort…heh, heh!
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Hahaha, well, it’s not you I had in mind, but can you take a guess? 😀
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LOL
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Ha! This is great and so accurate! I used to battle with rather severe OCD and what you may find interesting (if you didn’t know already) is that even for the person who has it, it is sooooo frustrating. But now that I’m better, I can still see my mother all over this post. 🙂
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Nope, it’s not about your mum…😊…take another guess! Thanks for dropping in!
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You managed to capture the whole dilemma of this disorder so perfectly, Very unique topic and very well written Kunal 🙂
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Thank you, ji
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OCD… It’s a bitch
This poem says it true!
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Lol, thanks!
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Hilarious! And don’t we all know at least one such….
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I do for sure 😊
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it’s the natural order of the person
The rest of us have the dis-ease
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😊
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Brilliant! I really loved this. You’ve totally captured the OCD type (I should know) while injecting lots of humour in the situation 🙂
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Hahaha, glad you enjoyed it!
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This is so well-done!! It just swept me along. Bravo to you and kudos galore!!! MW
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Thanks, Mum! 😀 It’s loosely based on someone I know rather too well !!!
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🙂
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LOL Kunal what a unique subject and lovely use of humour to underline it. 🙂
I wonder if the opposite of this also has a name 😉
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How about DDD – drastic disorder dysfunction? 😀
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Hi there, I enjoy reading all of your article post.
I like to write a little comment to support you.
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Thank you so much, Greta! Appreciate the encouragement. I’m sorry I’m late in replying but your kind comment was redirected to the spam folder. Cheers!
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What attention to detail you have. I think we all have some of these quirks – towels left lying around is one of mine 🙂
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Umm, what do I say? I have one borderline in verrrry close proximity!!!!!! 😜
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Ah yeah! You’re pulling my leg huh! 🙂
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No, no! I meant someone else who lives with me and whose leg we pull all the time. I wont mention who, but it’s an easy enough guess with all these hints! :o)
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Got you! 🙂
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Now, dyslexic – no first hand knowledge, just thought I’d play with words after I passed by a billboard for FCUK, the fashion brand
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I’m reading it now.
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It’s more recent, so you may already have! Thanks for the reads and comments!
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You are one amazing writer. I am going to stick around this blog for a long long time 🙂
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LOL, no I’m not! Just a normal guy with a penchant for writing. Thanks for the compliment, though! And you’re pretty good yourself from what I’ve read so far! Cheers, God bless!
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Cheers to you too. 🙂
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It’s exhausting to live with OCD yet reading this poem made me feel better. Odd how the brain works, excellent poem. 😊
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Thanks, ma’am, glad you liked it!
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You’re welcome I sure did. It was good to read of OCD in a light hearted way. 😊
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Wow! This is absolutely spot on incredible 🙂 you have captured the essence of OCD in such a light hearted manner. Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights 🙂
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thanks, Sanaa! Inspired by someone I live with (wink, wink)!
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You’ve made me smile with this. A light-hearted look at a debilitating illness.
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claps hands! hahaha you nailed it there my friend. thanks for the entertainment. good write.
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Thank you! 😊
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I can certainly empathise – it is so overwhelming once you start having ‘standards’ that things need to meet and be measured by – love the image too – perfect illustration
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Thanks, Jae
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I’m so with your speaker. The compulsion evoked and fed by OCD can be maddening… and hysterical, at the same time.
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😊
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Really wonderful, Kunal. Seems like you had a lot of fun writing this one.
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I certainly did! As also today’s piece, if you’ll check it out! And Sonya, a heads up – Friday is my first attempt at Hindi/Urdu and I’d like to invite you to read and comment! Thanks!
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Hmm, I am hardly fluent in Hindi/Urdu but shall certainly have a look.
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Thanks!
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Love the rhyming and the humor. Not so fun having OCD I would imagine.
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I’m sure it isn’t! Thanks for coming here!
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Guilty as charged ! The spice rack in my kitchen would vouch for that ! Am loving it 🙂
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You too? 🙂
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The DSM doesn’t lie !!! Major ….things titled at perfect angles ( am a horror to live with )
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Horror! Gotta meet the hub and exchange notes!!!
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Haha. You have my sympathy hugs 🙂
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🙂
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You might like these 3 as well
https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/dyslexic-duck/
https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/2016/01/14/ole-forgetful-al/
https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/2015/11/30/aargh-indo-american-english/
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Good enough is not perfect enough this line really cinched it
I have some OCD tendencies but nothing this severe, how positively exhausting
Really well-captured and clever rhymes
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Thank you! God bless!
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I observe this life daily. Everything in cupboards lined up straight, ready to salute.
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😊
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