Waiting For Nobel

With the brain, body and behaviour
Of a young boy, 
I was standing in a hollow hall,
Continuously staring  the art
Of a young artist in free verse,
On the front wall.

Finding the same category
Between us,
I said, “Hi”
And suddenly 
All walls replied back.
Is it any sci-fi?

I discovered
That walls have tongue 
Not only an ear.
They can also speak,
As they 
Can hear.

I discovered a lot more things
And started waiting
For noble prize,
But when I reached 
Higher grades
Books said, “Surprise”

All the prizes 
Of my discoveries
Were already given away,
And now I am discovering
That what discoveries
Are not done until today.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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