School days

School days

A Poem by shruthi

School life is the most memorable part in one’s life…

As a toddler then as junior and then a senior…!!!

Near the canteen we chew gobstoppers

Teaching is always proper..

 

Like Shakespeare said we are whining school boys

If no tutor we make a hell lot of noise

The teachers screaming and the children are snoring…!!

Who will forget the math’s class which is boring..

 

It’s a nightmare when there is an exam..

We never forget to share our bread and jam

It’s all because of the school we become zenith

Remember it’s the principals room beneath..

 

A place where we fly with blooming colors..!!!

We know what we’ll become so forget about the fortune tellers

That last bench is our paradise

Tat amazing moment when you receive any prize…

 

The students Monday morning blue..!!

Our mission in school

Is to break the rules...

In here sadness is always rare..!!

 

Looking at the principal we scuttle

If school is the flower then the students are it’s petals

We pluck the dandelions and blow

After the last part our faces always glow

 

School life is even for the people who are just ordinary

But remember it is and will make you extra-ordinary

 

© 2014 shruthi


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Brilliant! So much fun reading and recollecting those memories, Shruthi. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 9 Years Ago


You've got some wonderful memories out there! Keep writing.
By the way, I think you should cut down on the exclamation points. It can get annoying when you !!! always !! write !! like !!! this !!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


hahaha! sweet.. glorious school days

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very intense and dramatic. Easy to relate to

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

so sweet....remembered my school days and its perfectly rhythmic....good job..keep penning....:))

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

shruthi

9 Years Ago

thanks a tonne anne am glad tat u liked it... it's pleasure to hear frm u...
anne

9 Years Ago

anytime..:)

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bangalore, India



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