library blues
Sessional's a week away
Know well gotto study night and day
Neither am i one of those who listens to all the stuff in class
Nor someone who'll study from the beginning kickass
Ought to cram max in the last min
Or flunking is gonna surface all my sins
So, here i sit in the library
Teaching myself the patho of aneurysm of Berry
My mind wanders a lot, Robbin's is pale and dull
God bless the power cut, gonna go into silent lull
Know well gotto study night and day
Neither am i one of those who listens to all the stuff in class
Nor someone who'll study from the beginning kickass
Ought to cram max in the last min
Or flunking is gonna surface all my sins
So, here i sit in the library
Teaching myself the patho of aneurysm of Berry
My mind wanders a lot, Robbin's is pale and dull
God bless the power cut, gonna go into silent lull
5 Comments:
At 1:11 PM, Jax said…
Im done with those days for a while... and so so wish that they never come again...
but somewhere deep down i know that its like my destiny...
a month, a week, or even a year from now ill be sitting in some sad old library... staring at page one with 6hrs and 600 pages to go
At 9:17 AM, Anonymous said…
good one.. you know what, there's a writer within you..
At 4:49 AM, Anonymous said…
really cool poem yar.. by the way ur one fine night seems to be the most... err.. INTERESTING!!!.. so how bout writing some intelligent words on our everyday class??? all the best BETA :) :)
At 5:02 AM, Anonymous said…
Shhhhhh ......I once slept in the library.
At 5:07 AM, Anonymous said…
people,meet the great poetess..:-)
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