The Academic Book

The Academic book ,

With a drowsy dead Look .

Watched It Wrung And Burn ,

In A Big Old Wok .

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Whenever Riffled to Read ,

I Caught Cold .

My Eye Droped a Bead ,

And I felt clueless like on a Wold .

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But Then Comes The Monster Of Boredom

And You Take A Glimpse Of Your Phone.

The Time Which Was Slowing ,

Now Goes Fast On It’s Own .

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You Soon Waste Days

And Wasting A Year Is What You Recognize .

But There’s Still Some Time Cause life Is Full Of Surprise.

You Somehow Pass The Year,

With The Power Of Fear ,

And With All The Happiness, ,

The Question Papers You Tear .

But When It’s All Over ,

And You Sit To Study!!

Again You Have To Go Through,

The Academic Book ,

With The Drowsy Dead Look .

And It All Repeats ,

Like It’s A Never Ending Loop !!

……. …………to be continued……………..

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12 thoughts on “The Academic Book

  1. I particularly like this line…”And Wasting A Year Is What You Recognize. ”
    As you say it all repeats like a loop. I think what’s implied in your poem is “A Year” seems to suddenly become Years. Speaking from experience, this is all too true.

    ~Ron

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    Thanks again!! 🙂

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