"Online school isn't tiring",
Well at least, that's what my mom is saying.
At 7 I wake,
Putting my sleep at stake.
Irritated, I did all my morning chores,
Ouch! My laptop's brightness gave my eyes sores,
Now we have online school,
And I think it is pretty cool.
In the morning we do the prayer and thought of the day,
And that's how the first period goes away.
We may have the second as Bio, Chemistry or S.S.T,
Where my thinking flows like green tea.
Swoosh! Comes 8:45,
The period gets over and the exercise time arrives.
I accidentally hit myself on the door,
And my head went banging the floor,
I stood up with a hiccup,
And realized the 3rd period is up.
I may have Arabic, English or Math,
Which always takes away my breath.
Then comes the snack break,
Ouch! My tummy aches,
I'm sneaking to the kitchen trying to grab a cake,
Oh! My mom catches me and says "NO", and giving me a heartache.
The rest of the day went as usual,
Viewing through p.p.t's, Audios and visuals,
At 2 I finish with a phew,
And that's how my days from April till now flew.
I'm feeling uncertain that I'll use online classes after lockdown,
Because I'll be outside, maybe at school looking around.
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The World Of Poems
PoetryA book filled with unsaid thoughts and emotions written in lines which rhymes by a recently turned 13-year-old. Venture into the world of poems and be enthralled.
