On the last bench,
Of studded lecture hall…
Squad of eight idiots,
Unaware of the surroundings
But Aware of themselves
Busying in stuffs
Otherthan listening lecture …
Sleeping or playing
Staring or eating
Whispering or gossiping
Sketching or writing
Getting attentive only,
When she starts asking
Questions about
We don’t know what…
The blank we are,
Praying silently;
For our turn,
Never to come…
Sighing gratitude
Feeling relieved
On her turning back
Towards her slides…
On the last bench
Of studded lecture hall
Lie naughty students
To be future Doctors…
Aimen Tanveer
Second Year (Q-46)
(24 April,2017)
