Pupa To Sophomore
Gawky and awkward,
he had a crooked stance,
he startled at slight noise,
and gave furtive glance,
his legs were bowed,
and bowed further in his stand,
his body was lean,
and looked like a fresh bean,
swollen at places,
and vanishing at others,
his clothes too contoured thus,
they were illfitting and bad,
his students glasses slipped on nose bridge,
as his skin bore an unhealthy grudge,
he was only sixteen,
and alreday carried the full burden,
of getting all of above even,
I wondered at the nature,
that in its next ten years or more,
will make out of this ugly pupa,
a well bred sophomore.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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