THESE DAYS

Days spent in serious thought, Am I studying or going what? Trying to decide what to revise, When there is straining in my eyes. Sitting with a pile of books, Not caring about my beauty and looks. Tangled thoughts in my brain, Blood rushing through every vein. Trying to do what is left over, No...

MY UNCLEAR BOOKS

Have a look At this book It makes me cry It's worth a fry Some of my friends love it And for some it is just a fun kit It haunts me in my dreams And even when I make ice-creams It threw me into a state of depression Soon I need a counselling session...