LIFE OF A STUDENT

At 6'O clock rang the clock
And woke me up from a sleepy lock
School got me hurting in the house
On seeing breakfast I would pounce!

Through the road of tar
Having a bumpy ride in my car
Reaching school when clock stuck 8
Let's see how the day works of my fate

Stampede up the stairs .
Almost no one cares
So here begins a boring day.
Uff!! I would say

From inertia to motion,
And magical chemistry potion
Understanding maths is a mystery
Also mugging up the dates of history

From cells to tissues
And understanding the geographical issues,
Climbing the ladders of English
And trying to survive in the ocean of Sanskrit.

Hours are many and desk is one
Pt period is eagerly waited as we get to run.
I wish to dive in cold lake.
Thank God! Here comes the lunch break.

Teachers eat our brains.
Literally like birds picking on grains.
Tutions regularly after school
Pen and pencil become our carpenter tool..

Some have high fever and other splitting headache,
Some aspirin we should really take.
Some distractions and rude actions
And a collage of different reactions

The allotted homework is bigger than everest...
And in a year 6 hard tests
No time for leisure activities .
Oh god! Is this what is called as school life ?!!!