Buried
"Take a pen, some papers…"
Said teachers, professors:
"Observe well and take notes."
Next homework to rewrite and polish.
And I did the first part
Desk is full and table, drawers
Everywhere full of notes, it is mess
That is why my life is tornado of papers
Who can read and correct?
Once in while I sit and take some out
Write something and date it and upload.
Hey friends, the poets…are we same?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem