Ashwathy Krishna Poems
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My 1 Hour Class
I want to sleep, but can't weep
'am in the class, but all absent
my minds wandering!
Sometimes its searching! ME?
Where i went?
to look out the bird, trying to reach the sun
flying high, stretched out its wings,
far apart, ain't afraid of any task.
but 'am not a bird, just a girl
in my crowded class, all alone
without a single beep
and only our miss's