Blanked out parts of my old memory,
Meted out an alienating treatment,
Short-term loss of my memory,
Still undergoing treatment,
Collectively boycotting my soul,
They do their duty of progressing,
Irked they are by my apparent ease.
They follow their basic instinct.
I don't mind it for what my life is.
"A Different Kind Of Hell."
I was supposed to have died but I survived and am made to live here.
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 7:14 AM UTC
Blanked out parts of my old memory,
Meted out an alienating treatment,
Short-term loss of my memory,
Still undergoing treatment,
Collectively boycotting my soul,
They do their duty of progressing,
Irked they are by my apparent ease.
They follow their basic instinct.
I don't mind it for what my life is.
"A Different Kind Of Hell."
I was supposed to have died but I survived and am made to live here.
I avail few special facilities for the differently-abled because of my 42% physical disability after my serious road accident as categorically defined by the Indian medical authorities.
My classmates are a jealous lot who are jealous of my being in the middle of them.
My HP Poem #1069
©Atul Kaushal
