eyes beyond those specs

as she stares at me with her cold black eyes,
fury lowing throught my temples i realize,


that she is doing it for an effing reason,
she takes pleasure in my treason,
towards my own studently position,
to see to that i keep my head under dominaton,
as these thoughts race through and through,

she makes me sit down and then do,
penality for my face turning red,
because of all the things she said,


twenty mins passed by and gone,
she makes stand and makes me alone,
this time i don stand der waiting,
for her rebuttles baiting,
to bounce back and "disrespect her",
with a monosylabbic reply ,
i see the colors goin ,
my face and capturing hers,
as i walk out

proud once again

onstage again

I go again with slight hope in my heart
Looking down on many cramped discomfited minds
I start my speech unstartled, my eyes don dart .....
I do my quotes not sarcasm of kinds
like other speakers who beleive in shallow statements,
i thrived to make a point standing on the stage,
so much so i go on with no resentment,
thinking if this time losing will come of age,
but it duznt..

fifth in line of participated compies,
every one of them jut another '''good'' experience

as i pic out so many flaws for the umpteenth time
winning looks just a distant cry,
in the process of so called lernin,
i lost so many times, my legs dint trmbled,
they said my content was very good,
my delivery was gud til lst night


lookin fwd to the next tym.....