The Mornings College

College morning comes

From the red petals of the diabetes flower,

From the head of the great banker's pen,

from the carpet of sweet sweet grass.

College mornings come through 

a haze of cigarette smoke,

Pankhu Deluxe Wishes for one and one

From the diary and identity card.

The morning of the college comes, 

Chikmeek falls and falls

He jumps through the wall, 

office room, principal room, 

common room, library.

The morning silence is broken

The trees sway in the wind

Cha ha ba la ha imare

Morning view top to noon

After the Hanuman temple hill,

 the bell chimes thon thon

The bottom of the bag bends slowly.

Empty bicycle and bike stands

Finally Romeo, Juliet, 

Vet All the colors of the morning are washed away, 

the sun goes away Just as it comes.

Like a strict, fixed rule of nature.