Poem: Ungraduating

          Ungraduating

Mother's choice in suite & boot, 

father's advice to  catch the root.

Amidst both, society's advice to beat the boot, 

this guy cycled around & around.

Unable to catch and propound,

promising them and people around, 

totally forgotten his hometown.

I threat no more to memorise

advice no more to copy.

Listen to me carefully!

I give up the race to top, 

frustrated of your accumulated nuisance,

I advise you to look what you teach,

teach not for skill,  but to kill.

But kill what, the intelligence,

naturally I seize to your way,

the way to graduate, I seek to ungraduate.

Poem: Fired

         Fired

To magnify the highest, 

to seek the highest, 

to know the truth,

of this crazy route, 

am getting fired up.

Impatient of knowing, 

knowing what it is,

I give up every little bit,

waiting vigorously,

for the days to come,

am getting fired up.

Digesting the undigested,

exploring the muck,

and slowly clearing,

day by day of my longing,

am getting fired up.

Dodging the sleep, 

day and night,

growing by an inch height,

just waiting and waiting,

am getting fired up.