Chit chats and gossips,

Friends and foes,

Flites and feign fights,

Friends crying out crush’s name,

It is when we begin to blush.

Desires and dejections,

Envy and enmity,

Lectures and learnings,

Results and Regrets,

Everything in a single place

The School !

#school #contest #challenge

Every hour, a bloody bell, dictating when to move.

Every hour a bloody hell, fashioning a groove.

Don’t do this, do do that

Rules and regulations

England, France, America

Repeated in all nations!

Every hour a learning spell, full of inspiration.

Every hour of learning well, repeat across the nations.

Think, think, think. Work it out

Find a new solution

To numbers, words and history

To science and pollution.

Every hour, a teacher dies somewhere deep inside.

Every hour, a teacher cries, wishing they could hide.

Do do this, don’t do that

Results or you’ll be fired

Keep the joy and lose the pains

And let them be inspired

Every hour

I wonder

Why?

I liked going to school,

first years were like magic

then suddenly it all become tragic.

My little heart in constant agony

my father's first slams mahogany:

"You have one job and you can't do it right!"

my face turned red from crying,

my mothers face is marble,

all this kids point at me,

But now it's all finished,

I'm free swinging from a tree.

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While in school

tiffin boxes seems like tyranny

what to have or not have

to share with friends

whose tiffin is better that whose.

being

tyranny on

child

ask mother to cook

something speacial Showing brain game of instant learning

rather than brain drain

as new to do without frowning

First, second, third, fourth,

going to the next.

The class is north

of mine and I am nowhere near knowing the regression of y on x.

Middle, with my brother to the eighth,

they say they really prep you for high school,

but I still have my faith.

Then by the end of the day, I’m in the ninth! Isn’t that cool?

Ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth,

Graduating now,

I need better wealth.

But I just forgot how?

As I walk onto the campus,

Their words ring in my ears,

These are the best years of your life.

The first year I was new,

Too unsure to make new friends.

I'd let them come to me,

and when they didn't,

I'd just pretend.

The second year just came and went,

Passing all my classes.

I gained some friends that year though,

Thanks to my good grades and my glasses.

Junior year was hard,

Just like the seniors said,

When I get home,

I do my homework, do my chores,

Then I die in bed.

My last year was full of promise,

Looking to the future!

But then I look at all the scars,

That I got that in that short while.

So, I sigh.

As I walk onto the campus,

Their words ring in my ears anew,

Enjoy yourself,

These are the best years of your life.

#school

No it’s not.

School’s not fun,

Can’t wait til it’s done.

If I could, I’d break out and run.

But I sit through class,

and the hours pass,

all the suckups kissing teacher’s butts.

When summer arrives,

It goes too fast,

and before you know it,

school’s already back.