In My Room...So Alone Poem by Ahsan Barkati

In my room...so alone
At night...past half mid
with all my shattered bone
sitting...and getting theories feed

On my chair...am sitting for hour
with full darkness other than a lamp glown
From the window...I was seeing a tower
And at times...so gentle wind blown

By reading and reading am tired
But exams are se near
This regularly re-energicated and fired
Each bones and muscle which were tear

I am thinking, a cup of coffee to prepare
And take a short break
And from window, the dark scene to stare
In these lines...theres' nothing fake

same would be with my friends
each and every
As now..studying late nights in one of the trends
After wasting hours...very very

Ohh...In these rhymes to...I lost
half of it...may be bit more
Now I don't have time for coffee to get prepared
As I still have to read so much more