Unspoken

It is often said that all great ideas come when you are attending a lecture… Now, why is that? Is it because the lecture inspired you? Or is it because the boredom inspired you? Well in my case, it’s the latter. So, there I was listening to the world’s most boring lecture and suddenly a thought struck me. I took my pen and started writing, at which, I am sure, the professor was VERY surprised..!! The writing took the form of a poem, and that I present to you (this is my first attempt on poems, so all you experts out there, excusez-moi!)

UNSPOKEN

I was sitting in my class when he came in,

Happily chatting with my own kin.

The class fell silent as he spoke,

But me? I started to mock!

He looked trying to get my attention,

But I..gave him no mention.

No matter what he did,I ignored,

Until he tried no more.

He called my name, or so I thought,

Coz’ I was lost in a world he was not.

But just as he gathered his things,

I realized what an idiot I have been.

I felt something I’ve never felt before,

It swelled up in my heart, until I could take it no more.

I stood up and called after him,

He looked back with a smile very dim.

And as he called my name one last time,

I replied,” Present sir” and thus ends this rhyme!