I am wandering over the mountains,
I am gliding over the grasslands,
I am floating over the river beds,
Unaware of my physical abilities, my mind is breaking the strings of limitations.
I am sitting in the class unwillingly & pushing my mind to dive into a different journey.
A journey of doubt,
A confused journey whether worth sitting for or not,
Sitting in a class molding myself for the future,
Sitting for a lecture grasping the technical concepts,
But still confused whether I will sail through it,
My mind again weaving a different poem.
Nice time utilisation..
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Hahaha…true
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And now you’re a poet! Great piece!
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