During Viva Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

When I am with you,
My world revolves,
My heart beats the notes,
My knees jerk and tremble,
Your eyes look very sharp,
Pierce through my memories,
You sit quietly with your colleagues,
You are not bothered about me,
You are not worried about my feelings,
You do not look at me to observe my thoughts,
You are calm and sturdy as the pillars of the institution,
I am a naïve young human,
Waiting to be questioned,
I am the scary young beating heart,
Placed on the table to be dissected,
By your point blank scalpel,
That touches the part, which is not studied.
The forceps tongues are great,
To repeat the same lessons many years by now,
You sit there as the God,
While I wait for your instruction,
To be sacrificed on the altar with a few other sheep,
I have burnt mid night oil to burn my virtual desires,
If I knew this moment feels as this,
I could have nibbled all those pages,
As the meat from my favorite outlet,
And faced you as the lion to scare you,
With the roaring of the answers,
To score the highest grade,
And would see the shocked face,
Of your ignorant self,
When the students do better than you.