Sleepy Joe..

Golden times -you & me- fading into memory ...

Photo courtesy ~ jinterwas~

This poem was written during my college times

The mind was wandering,
The neurons needed gardening,
The plants need manure,
Our mind also needs a lure,
Its like a beast of burden,
Always requiring a warden,
Killing time is like hell,
For the mind it is like a bottomless well,
The time is not ticking,
The hunger also accompanying,
The teacher asking to concentrate,
The mind does not want to germinate..
I want to escape,
Wow its 12 o’clock, time for a break