The Invisible Hill
21 Sep 2008 16:45:10 IST
The Invisible Hill
Ah! What tragedy has befallen
Upon this white heart so pure,
Such piercing pain as never forgotten
These mid sems - they have no cure.
A month into college, so fresh, so clean,
Full of fun and frolic, we freshers free
Little ever from the talk did glean
The horror in store for us. We spree,
Like horses through the fields of time
Paying no heed to the beauty behind,
Till, suddenly, we are told to mime
And put our weary minds to the grind.
And now we steel ourselves for the task
And fasten our harnesses bound tight,
And slog hard till we finally get to bask
In the glory of IIT's holy light.
Just a little self-composed poem.
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21 Sep 2008 16:48:06 IST
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nice composition!
22 Sep 2008 18:08:34 IST
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yes, that, however is not so apparent when you come to iit..
Btw, yes, this composition is mine
Btw, yes, this composition is mine











