QQ,
I also wrote many nonsense. And I still kept them!
Inspiration from my students, haha.
Self – Reproach
You are always complaining about your lot.
I think you have too much time for thought.
Set you to the fields working I should.
Let you feel the harshness of living I could.
While you are thinking about what you have
Or have not got,
Many lay starving and staring at flies
Buzzing round an empty pot.
Meaningless is life, I heard you say.
Perhaps then, death for you is the way.
You are wasting food and luck.
Daydream Afternoon
The beating fans float my hair,
Gently fingering into the air.
My thoughts go wandering,
Into daydreams they went flying.
The voice drone on and on,
But I have heard none.
Another half hour gone by,
My head closer to the table lie.
Oblivion starts to claim me,
But suddenly,
The voice called my name sharply.
Knowledge does not come easy