A long cherished dream is turning sour
Life is thrown out of my power
to become a dentist is akin to
tolerating torture, I never knew
Paying fines out of my pocket money,
is now getting on my nerves, honey!!
Getting scolded for no mistake of mine,
thrown out of class, standing in a line
Sleeping in lectures that never seem to end
Passing time by miscalling friends
Being demotivated by teachers countless times
motivates me to write this rhyme
The postings turn out to be the worst nightmare
they subject us to torture one cannot bear
and the torture does not end here,
you can even fail is the worst fear
The only relief is the smelly canteen
a rare place for smiles to be seen
with tasty pulao and cold coffee to savour
we try to destress entire day's labour
The exam time is one helluva ride
cracking our domes, staying up all night
Caffiene addiction is the last measure
If that doesnt work, chits are our treasure ;)
The pracs are another thing we fear
the unidentifiable spots throw us outta gear!!
and the slides are our ultimate fascination
with cells dancing, giving no sign of recognition
Next comes vivas where we have a tought time
Even after studying, we end up like a mime
This precisely is the life we spend
Praying one day it ll come to an end
This poem was written during one of the boring lectures I was forced to attend!!
