Heartbroken Eggs

A Poem – Heartbroken Eggs

Eyes are covered

By my secretions

I am not feeling good

Neither I am sad

Am I broken?

 

I cannot close my eyes

And I cannot wipe it

My vision is blurred

Like the canopy of mist in December

I am not feeling good

Maybe I am feeling sadder

 

The canopy

It has grown a bit

It has grown a bit

To the point of dripping by itself

And it tickles my eyes now

It dripped on the “No dues form”

 

I presume, you are wondering at me

Confused at why am I saying this

Let me narrate to you this

The story of mine

My life at the college

 

There is no life without love

No fun without it

And no excitement without it

Those heart touching words

And those beautiful girls in the class

Those couples, exchanging love chits

Of friends drawing the pictures

Of the boss’s moustache

India needs 10 runs in 4 balls

Playing cards over iPhone

Passing letters in classroom

Has its own flavour

 

What is my life?

In the midst of intricacies I live in

I enjoyed all of these

In the midst of intricacies I live in

I made very good friends

Whether by mockery

Or by tricks or by cheatings

I made many good friends

I see many pass by my life

 

Many inspired me

They shined my life

When

When I was cocooned by me

When I was cornered

When life has inflicted upon me

The sadness plethora

I sought their arms

 

They spread their helping hands

They listened to me

They took my pain

They took my worries

And they took my headaches

This made me happy

It gave me a great relief

Because I see them worried

 

They take me to football game

I kick them but they bear the wounds

We rock at the institute games

We rock at the fashion shows

We shine as a “Heartbroken Andaa” group

Because we never get a girlfriend

 

We were technically failures

Because we never shine intellectually

Because we never shine in exams

But we shine as a group

But we do shine as backbench fun makers

Because we give our hearts

 

It’s a complicated group

There are heartbroken andaa’s in female category

So it is complicated

Not because we haven’t tried for a partner

It is because we have complex attitude

And so we informally formed the group

Though we are heartbroken in terms of partner

In general sense we are heartbroken in every term

 

Because we never get what we expect

I wanted to be an engineer but became a mediocre engineer

Our female friend wanted to be a singer

But lost at the grand finale in intercollegiate competition

We got struck at university levels in all games

We got stuck at the mediocre level

We all helped every other to shine

 

How can we forget those days?

When we got single digit number in exams

We all took the shelter of a beautiful park

Inside the park,

We presumed this is a rocky mountains

And we folded out hands and put our heads in darkness

 

When the andaa girl shined, we celebrated

When the andaa boy got a fashion award, we celebrated

When the andaa girl sang the song, we whistled louder

We form a team in volleyball, football and fashion team

We formed a band

We formed a great team

We said to ourselves

 

We are strong and we are strong

We will remain and will remain eternal

No matter how worse it is

In the intricacies of our lives

We will remain bound by this “Broken Andaa” convention

 

I will miss it

Life has its own flavours at the college

30^th may is the convocation

Last day I will meet them

They are here

I narrated them

 

To my andaa colleagues

The legacy of our in my way

They cried

We have this condition

When one cries everyone should cry

So they dripped on their “No dues form”

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