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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Poem 35-School/Paathshaala

@MinolAjekar:
The benches, the walls, the black board, nothing’s changed.
15 years ago they still looked the same.
Caught my reflection in the mirror, I looked different,
The walls shaped me in to who I am today.


@sumitrai100:
Dreams in their eyes,those innocent minds
pretty faces,some good,some bad,few cruel,few kind
meet in school everydy and in each clime
read,write,laugh n cry,how wonderful is their school time.


@noddingtoMusic:
Nothing like singing pop songs loudly in the class
Nothing like ignoring the entire praying mass
Those classes we bunked,the notes we passed around
Nothing like the school life;lost,and never to be found


@donbratman:
The little boy cried his eyes out, why, he had no clue,
the others were crying, so he must too, or he would be called a fool,
To this day he can never forget that day, even though time flew,
for it was his first ever day at school.


@Gods_Evangelos:
From the sound of bells, to the tiffin boxes we dwell,
From the teacher's anger, to the diary's remark,
The amazing results with the Daddy's spark,
Mother said, my child will definitely reach the embark.

1 comment:

  1. It's amazing to see how the same emotion resonates in each poem on this topic!

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