1st Day 2pm

1st Day 2pm
The Clutter of Voices

like schoolbells clanging for attention.

My silent songs

like certain slow calling of a bells

some tranquil ashram,

slowly awakening.

Its the start of a new term.

Many gains, One lost.

Familiar tastes,

Strange faces.

In my lesson,

i saw a glimpse

a voice,

a sound.

My parallel universe,

are you awake?