RUBAB ATWAL


School - Poem by RUBAB ATWAL

Sweet and sour days
The classes drive me insane
As just a scintilla of knowledge goes into my brain
I am not a bit scrupulous pupil
However I continue to have an unimpeded loss
But I wouldn't really give a toss
To what people think
I am just going to continue
Making my own way
Because these days won't last forever
Yes school is all about studies(not really) , fun and play.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013


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