Smoke stuck between my lips
Even before, I clean the Dirt from my eyes,
Yes, It’s already Bright day light.
Ablution done,
College Begun.
Walking midway to the class,
Professor Glare,
As if I care.
Last Row was Nice,
Continuing to sleep
Before the Break arise.
I waved my hand to mark my presence,
Some pass by,
Some flew a smile.
Pretending to be tired,
I reached the house, where I reside.
Facebook was the place
Where, I found ultimate solace.
Poking few friends,
Ignoring the rest.
Yahoo and gmail welcomed me again,
Couldn't resists the temptation,
To mail a friend.
Dinner Time,
Choosing the Best among the least,
Finally, settled for Maggie at least.
Hollywood movies were great to watch,
Sometimes amusing and sometimes not.
The clock ticked 4 am,
Now was the Time to make my Bed right.
The journey continues,
Anticipating placement was the dream for tonight.
Back to the morning
And to the tired life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I meant to put this on the next one: wow. this is super good. i mean, i hate love songs, or poems cuz they're so abundant... maybe too abundant. but this is so good. i appreciate the fact that you wrote a good love poem. you have talent.