The Exam

A Poem by seath

Some look at it not with the utmost disgust--

They just are innately tempted to tear them apart.

Some do savour their dues with clueless toes....

They seem to have drifted in the form of Morpheus.

Some tilt their heads in ninety degrees!

As if waiting for the ceiling's down-drifts....

Some artfully twist their heads in/for (n/.e/.w/.s/.)

As if their eyes could roll in the pathways.

Some scribblers engrave like scribes---

Religiously sipping Reticence with Prudence.

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Added on February 22, 2013
Last Updated on February 22, 2013

these verses i --- had (carved for),and craved for expression... i owe it to the idealism which is possessed by my consciousness more..

Acquiescence

Tranquility