Abhinit Chute (abz)
Nostalgia - Poem by Abhinit Chute (abz)
Seven thirty in the evening, everything's going great..
When Suddenly strikes a feeling, dominates at a good rate..
All of a sudden the pen is dropped, I bounce fingers on the table!
Like I'm playing computer games with no remote cable!
I'm trying to concentrate on studies, Damn, I couldn't,
I'm just letting the thoughts get the whole of me, I shouldn't!
I'm enjoying games on the screen, playing 'Ae Khuda' on the speaker..
In front is my book, though, I ain't adding stuff in my beaker!
I was in the reading room and as I was looking around..
Everyone's completely under his book, totally bound!
I was the same moments ago, but now it's so tragic,
Everyone's become an idol, I've become nostalgic!
I remember how I used to enjoy with my friends,
Morning through noon to evening, there were no ends..
I was playing Video Games with Gitesh and my bro!
Like I'm revolving my pen like joystick to and fro!
And as I see outside my room I look at the guys having fun..
Harshal you and me were having ride despite burning sun!
And this season of IPL I avoid watching matches on the Screen..
I wanna play cricket, these muggers won't play, I would just scream!
This is so lazy to be continuously straining your eye..
It's so much stress although you are flat on the bed you would lie,
I see my phone too lying empty and lonely beside..
There's no message of Ashwin, Yeah, I verified..
This summer is so bad, I'm missing all the pleasures..
But if I ignore it now, I'm gonna unlock many treasures..
Thinking thus I finally sigh and around have a look..
And I shut the feelings down, I'm again into the book!
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