A Boring Meeting! Poem by Mohit Sharma

I am sitting
with an empty mind
it seems here,
nobody is enough kind.

Although they may have
some informative rockets,
but I still prefer to sit amid
keeping my both hands in pocket.

Like me, all are trying to catch
those endless speeches,
Suddenly I realized, we all
certainly belongs to a same species.

Nobody is interested for sure,
Thus somehow trying to resist
In order to absorb and digest,
the insoluble and volatile day's gist.

In this jungle of knowledge
those approximate lions are roaring,
and I am like a fearless rat
feeling sluggish and boring…

-unbound