The class is in session,
The speaker at the podium
Thrice notes written
Speech for the n-th time
Twice not heard per second
Six minus seventeen times heard and swallowed

The words float around,
Aimless, into the open
Confined by four walls and floor and ceiling
Outlets of windows and doors, a relief!
Arjun lost in sights unseen inside,
Eklavya prying through the keyhole.

Bloodhsed

The door wants blood.
Its blood that provides proof of want
and the green wine intoxicates the bloodless!
The rush is not heard inside, just grumbles;
The grumbles never come to strain to hear outside.