Time to wake up
Tears surged into my lips,
Reckoning a dangerous warning,
I might end up in a fiasco,
“Its time to wake up and find myself”!
The results of my examinations unknown,
For I dint have a pen on them;
And that for a lame excuse,
“Spurious abdomen colic”!
A final chance waiting,
To deceive my premonitions,
A final chance to escape,
From the burning sensation of “REDO”!
‘Redo’ as they call it,
Is the Hobson’s choice for the one who fails,
You are tattered for a fortnight,
Hard to demarcate a day and night!
I don’t want the hell in me,
I want to avert from this haunting monster,
A high time that it strikes in my mind,
“Its time to wake up”!
-Manoj Kelath
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ReplyDeleteA very levelled up poem
ReplyDelete'll be kept in my cardiac vacuum
for that i too have
a fear for REDO in my future....
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