Shimmering the crime in the desk

"Bahira Gaihal"

He was thrown out of the class

Grabbed a copy and pen and started encompassing his feels

Tons of giggles producing in his throat

with the never ending blazes with the peers

His brain was stopping him to let that out

Agreement or disagreement?

Diverse question arising to his head for a compulsion 

His zero sensation of what occurred

Emotions collected and waiting to get stirred

Sorrowful and regretful for idiotic action for sure

And yes, he would repeat in unconscious

Just a second, written these words in moment he was dragged out

Identified different and was cleared as worse

Insult was obvious but didn’t feel

This is the way of expressing 

And this is the way of let go the time

This is the way of creativity 

And this is how his words flow

Teacher’s eye was pointed

Is that the imagination or is that the reality?

I was bad or was he bad in the teacher's eyes?

The other one was caught up!

It was worse then,

Bored him waiting for the time to strike fast

Common 12:20? Where are you?

Legs ache, He misses his old place 

Regretting every action he took

Feels as if this will never repeat till eternities

Unnecessary ideas popping out his head 

And yes, still he's waiting for the stick to reach its point