Well all this poetry started in CDC classes . The more boring the class gets, the better the poem turns out to be. The first trial was in DB, but all the others were written in the OOpS (ooPs!) classes. Most of them were in telugu and the aim was "rhyMe" no matter what, just get the rhyming in the end!.
So a few of the popular poems were "Vaki oka mabbu", " Nitin cheptaadu Java", A few testimonials and a few for others who wanted to write testimonials for others.
anyways this one was my first in english. Poor thing evolved itself in an extremely boring class of java. Anyways here it goes,
In this b e a- utiful campus BITS,
To get into which they use chits;
We were labelled misfits,
and mocked at our habits.
We couldnt manage our grades,
As every evening as the sky fades;
we dont get back to our shades
and subjects looked like big barricades.
We bunked all the class,
which were attended by the mass;
the exams in which we dont pass,
coz the answer paper returned was as blank as a glass.
The solace we had were our friends,
who cheered us with their new trends;
we together noticed all the curves and bends,
We shall stick together till we face the ends.
There with them life dint seem hollow,
mind felt less shallow;
Coz we who were very callow,
used to follow the "U know who" to say atleast a Hellooooo!!!.
To be continued :-> "vaki oka mabbu" next episode. this is fortnightly
In the next episode;
" vadiki CS oka jabbu
vadedi lifebouy sabbu
....."
