HOW LIFE CHANGES IN HIGHER SCHOOL

       

     HOW LIFE CHANGES IN HIGHER SCHOOL

Curtains raise and I'm

Welcomed to the show,

I'm new and scared and

Don't know where to go.

I try my best to be noticed

On stage,

But no one cares because

I'm only sixteen in age.

Holy shmoly ,what a

big change!

Personaly I felt school

Is really very strange.

I annoy everyone because                                                     

I think I'm so cool ,

Because, dude I'm in

Higher secondary school.

I wish I know than what I

Know now,

End of act one.let's all                  

Take a bow.               

                                           Curtains raise and I'm

                                           Welcomed back,

                                           But this year I am on

                                           Wrong track.

 I act out and do strife for

Attention,

And I got punished with

Way more than detention .    

                               

I am still young and new to

The scene,

Why is everyone so freaking

Mean!

I made a few friends

They are people who like me!

But not with my mother

How could she let that be ?

                                          Now its another lonely one

                                          Month intermission,

                                          I need to do something but

                                          There no permission    .             

Someone should call her

Out but no one dares,

End of act two.who

Cares ?

                                                                                  Curtains raise once again

                                            I came to the

                                           Realisation that I

                                           cannot win.

But this year there is

Something new,

I met a girl and a new

Love grew.

I'm going to make her

Love of me,

And being the person she

Would want to see.

I always see her in

My dream,

I always remember without

Any seam.

                                                                                                       Always I spare my

Time wretch,

In singing and making

Her sketch.

Along with that I made                                   

True friends,

Friendship that I hope

                               Never ends.

For this act mostly it

Best  friends and

Lonely love

Gives me reason not to quit.

Almost over! I cannot

Wait!

End of act three. A

Lonely date.

Curtains raised on the

Final act,

And I'm forced to face

The fact.

It is almost over I don't

Know what to do?

My days in the shelter are

Growing few.

I'm new man that I was

The year prior,

Of the old me I began to

Tire.

Getting  skinny and style

And better learning,

Gives me hope for one  of

The problems  what I'm  facing.

Will she love me?

should I ask?

I cannot see truth

Through the love mask.

I found in her eyes she could love

Me........if I were my best friend,

You can imagine that sucks

To one end.

This scene is where blade

Meets skin,

And all myself destruction

Will begin.

I cut and burn and punch

An stab,

Is there anyone?some

Help I can grab?

Then I got balls to end

It all......But I fail,

This is nothing new in my

Pathetic tale.

Now I'm freaking out about

Examination,

I don't knew if I can handle

A real world life creation.

I won't be able to function

In the world ,

Into confusion and fear I'm

Going to be hurled.

I can't really say that it

Has been a fun,

End of the final act.I

being over......... I have  done.                                         

MY POEM ON STUDENT LIFE

STUDENT LIFE

School is a daily routine for us
In the morning, we're sure to make a fuss
Even when the sun is still not up,
Here we are, awake at 4am sharp

We feel that school is such a bore
We feel that school is such a chore
Parents say, "School’s great! Now, go!"
We say, "Well, what do you know?"

Late a minute and we have to run
Eyes half open, shoelaces undone
We reach school and we see our friends,
Immediately, the torture ends

We have a chat and go with the flow
Then the bell rings, it is time to go
We may at times find school stressful
To have some fun, we have to bend some rules

Talk back to teachers, and detention we serve
No doubt, it is sometimes what we deserve
Sometimes they are as cold as ice
And other times they're actually really nice

They teach us and give us a helping hand
They’re forever ready to listen and be a friend
They have built much confidence in us
Just not when they are being really harsh

Over the years of education,
Never have we had so much learning with action
Such as camps, experiments, concerts and activities
We’ve learnt so much and even saved the trees

A wise teacher once said aloud -
Success is failure turned inside out
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit

Some may see school as a torture chamber
Some cannot wait for the holidays in December
But it depends on how we look at school
Honestly, positively, school is cool.

                                          UJJWAL

MY SCHOOL GROUP PHOTOGRAPH

UJJWAL KR, CLASS-XII B , DAV WALMI, PATNA

THIS IS UJJWAL OF MITRA MANDAL COLONY, ANISHBAD , PATNA-2