SCHOOLDAYS

Early morning the alarm rang,
I woke up with a bang,
Getting ready in a zoom,
Excited to go to classroom.

Morning assembly and prayer,
And believe it or not,
The principal’s a slayer,
Times when who impressed the teacher,
Was the biggest player.

Indoor or outdoor,
Playground, corridor, or floor,
We always had a game,
Where everyone has a crazy name,
That’s something which never became lame.

Doing crazy imitations,
A place with zero limitations,
Endless stupid situations,
And some secret infatuations.

Not just that, but so much more,
Talking about it is never a bore,
All the fun-time spent in school,
Is the hardest thing to score.

The place once you are out,
And I say this with no doubt,
When you remember the care-free days,
About the place where you forgot your fears,
Is surely going to bring you to tears.

Where we created endless memories,
Remembering them,
Is like walking in a place with
Beautiful cool breeze,
Always wishing for that time to freeze.

We always wished about going back,
Once again become a child,
And be that crazy maniac,
That you’ve left behind
But shall always be confined,
As a part of yourself
In the most special era of your life.