Lovely time an early step
I entered out
In department
Which meant to depart.
Two barren years I spent
From wasteland to eastland
From Saxon to Queer theory
In a sterile department.
I don't know what I gained
I know what I lost
Gained an ideal personality
Lost my love and friends.
By nature it is a paradise
By features a bloody hell
Some left a mark in me
Some a nasty dust on me.
I look before and after
And think for what is not
The tressures of delight
In way to depart.
title itself tells written on something where you worked for few days. good poem10
Fantastic poem. Wonderfully conceived. I liked it for its remarkable imagery and decent style. Rated it 10. TFS..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2. Regards Akmal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting.