School Poem by Parth17 Bhatia

School

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School is a word which one never considers cool.
School is a place where you are molded
and when you are wrong you are scolded.
School is like a part time Vanvas you have to attend it for 14 years.

School starts when you are just five and have just understood that you are alive, Soon the years pass of your important class. You also learn, Art, music & dance.

Then comes the time to make your friends and this is what says the trend. To have fun & to just run, run & run.

Then you soon enter class first, to talk enough to quench your thirst.

As years pass, you enter the class Six and you learn most important tricks. You learn various new languages which have been designed and molded, over the ages.

You become more & more systematic as your schedule become more & more dramatic. As you enter class Nine, CCE forced a new design.

As we entered class X, CCE was continued as an old forced trend.

Class XI brought a change, Science, Commerce and Humanities was the range. All friend circles are now separate, And soon a pressure began to generate

Class XII is like the last hour of the game And we all have to struggle for an ultimate aim.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: school
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