Engineering students-delineated

Before anyone reads this…i need to tell…i am not a poet…its just the agonies and the pathetic condition of a student written in rhyming pattern. But anyways….we are engineers…we’ve learnt to face all the difficult situations and then also carry our ‘don’t care’ attitude….i wrote this poem one of the periods when the teacher was busy assuming that each student is paying attention to him/her…though i know there were only few of them actually doing this…..and rest of them may be writing few more poems or stories….so here i go….

Sitting in the FO class, my heart sank,
GOD!!!!! This is the third period I’m sitting blank.
Lost my habit of listening in the class
All that I do is looking people who pass.

All subjects jotted down in one single copy,
Whether it is PSA, FO or µP.
I know not what is going in the class,
Everything seems to be absurd and crass.

Each period and each day passes,
With tensions increasing in heaps and masses.
First unit today and second unit tomorrow,
Are being finished though not thorough.

And now here comes the season of tests,
Gone is the time for us to take rest.
Books I opened for the maiden time in semester,
And teachers all ready to execute their blusters.

I knew my results before the tests,
Cos I hardly had opened the books of texts.
But this is me and I always try,
So started studying subjects though bore and dry.

All seemed to be a new world to me,
I guessed what sampling,fault and thyristor could be.
And that’s what exactly I did in the paper,
Surmises everywhere with no relevance to chapters.

After the tests I said to myself,
Get serious dumbo or your life will be hell.
So listening to myself, I took a decision,
To study well from today with full passion.

Searched my copies from the heap of books,
I’ll study now and gave a confident look.
BUT AGAIN sitting in the FO class my heart sank,
GOD this is the third period I’m sitting blank!!!!!!!!!

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