On Department Poem by abhimanyu kumar.s

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.