At this moment
With the blank page before me,
All I can curse now
Is my blank mind and its lack of words.
What goes around
Comes around – they say;
It is so true – is all I can say.
If I had done my job the day before,
This helplessness could have been avoided,
But hey! Me not doing it
Is what makes me a typical student.
I hail my imagination
For abandoning me
At times like these
With not a word to fill the page.