A Student Laments over...(A to Z)

Alas!
Bitter tale is mine.
Comes to my mind like an unceasing sunrise and
Drives me into depression and dejection.
Eventides are filled with assignments galore.
Frequent trials of text-familiarity tests add on to my grief.
Griever, I have become more grievers my associates turned.
Highlighting, again and again, the highlights of the Bible text,
Inch is not left without colouring the page.
Just how contrast to my day; colourless and lifeless.
Knowledge of the scripture I sought to master
Lamentations unending is what I fetched and
Mourning and in misery, I sink deep.
Nineveh, the old destroyed city
Oh! What a similar pathetic state we both have
Parched for comfort and longing for consolation.
Questionable life is mine, is it worth treading?
Render your answer, O Lord, and restore my soul.
Silence, my dearest soul, loose not your hope
Trust in Lord, take time to test your motives
Unwrap your true self, strive for the truth
Victory is in the WORD alone.
Woe is you, if you don’t grab the intention and experience of your professor, so
Xerox entire scripture with haste
Yes! This is your true destination and a sure path to
Zion above, the eternal God’s abode.

           
 Yet this is written as an assignment in appreciation for the writer of the book of lamentation for his acrostic poems. In order to keep and follow the alphabetical order author seems bit exaggerating yet it does not bog me down to appreciate his efforts.  

M. Sudhakar. 

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