I glanced and it was the notorious classmate.

“Not in the mood to converse right now.” I thought.

So, I just responded with a superficial smile.

Left in awkwardness, he departed to another table.

“That was very friendly of you,” a voice echoed in my head.

Ignorance is worse than notoriety.

Anonymous. MBBS2

The Chemical Diarrhoea.

A precise fractional distillation experiment in progress.

Holding a separating funnel.

Confidently pouring the product in for purification.

Not noticing how careless,

Valve of funnel wide open.

Funnel was suffering from diarrhoea instantly.

All product had vanished.

Same for the scores of our group.

Guilt built and sorrys said.

Meanwhile chemicals volatilize from the bench.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Plagiarism

He presented an assignment,

beautifully written by another author.

Perfect lie to cover up his incompetence,

received by teacher.

An experienced reader, a familiar passage, an ugly truth unraveled.

Worried, he faced his mentor, sensed his failure.

The senior sighed with disappointment, the junior received one last chance.

He presented the assignment,

naive, but original.

Or Cheuk Hei. MBBS2

The Exam

Sitting unprepared behind the wooden desk,

I stare down at the stack of pages.

I see words,

Vague recollections,

Nothing more.

Flipping through, I start to panic –

What am I to do?

Glancing over I see Jack frantically writing,

Top of the class — he knew what he was doing!

Sheepishly I watch him, and

Copy.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Honesty or Victory?

With final checking,

my friend went on stage, playing the bassoon for music competition.

Though his reed was not soaked, I didn’t tell him.

Unsurprisingly, the music was downbeat.

Embarrassed, he stopped. Tears in his eyes.

Averting his gaze, I played perfectly,

impressing the audiences to win.

However, he looked away,

while our friendship faded away.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Regret medication.

Feat, ego, hesitation.

Trust me, if you succumb,

Once, it’s no big deal.

Twice, it’s no big deal, don’t be dumb.

Then, the guilt.

Eating away the dignity you built.

Woah!

The regret tho!

Realisation.

Courage, humbleness, action.

It the path to redemption.

Follow your conscience, regret medication.

Never swallow what you believe is right.

Joshua Wang. MBBS2

Chameleon

I feel like I’m always changing,

Without reason.

I shouldn’t be too satisfied with myself,

Because that would mean stagnation.

I am aware it makes me vain,

but I don’t like feeling good.

I made something to be wrong with me.

When my therapist said, “you’re a good person”

I thought “I’ve only tricked you”.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Fluoroquinolone

Closing my eyes, I mentally-replayed the antibiotics lecture.

I needed an example of fluoroquinolone.

I saw chemical structures; I saw mechanisms of action; I saw adverse effects.

But what are the examples?

Mind’s blank, I didn’t see names.

One name, that’s all I needed. Think! Just one name!

How much more time…

“Time is up”.

Yu, Kong To. MBBS2

Blank mind

A clinic, a patient, and a

medical student tasked with history-taking

by a doctor returning from ward rounds.

After basic questions

the student searches her mind for more but

finds nothing.

The room falls silent.

In the silence of the night the student

simmers in her thoughts of

what could have been if she

searched harder.

Anonymous. MBBS2

To mould a better doc

Sweat on the palms of my hand

Palpitations deep within my heart

In perfect dyssynchrony with the inflator cuff.

I had suffocated the life out of his arm

Cognisant, much more devotion can be made

Fortunately, it’s only an exam; a wake up call to learn

Not to learn; means life and not an arm.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Fighting my own demon of procrastination

For the hundredth time,

I stand again

Before a demon wearing my face.

He makes me delay and causes me distress

And I can’t seem to get rid of him

No matter how hard I try.

As we approach each other and draw our swords,

I wonder,

“How shall I do things with him around?”.

Anonymous. MBBS2

Sound with Darkness

Drowned with dark waves, born from weary life.

Yet merit for those who bear ills with sound.

With silver blade — Red rivulets, relief.

And regrets untold, lit by morning’s fire.

To suffer endless harrows; To bring moment a silence.

Yet wisdom implores — to yield, for better paths.

No.

Alvin Hung Yik Laam. MBBS2

Elegy for a friend

Standing in front of the photograph

Of you, smiling, almost forgivingly, at the miserable crowd

As we reminisce over you.

I still remember

When you announced proudly that you’ll become a Doctor

Till later I noticed how you sat

In our classes, like a silhouette

I should’ve greeted you and said,

“Let’s keep in touch.”

Annonymous. MBBS2