SCHOOL LIFE
Those times are gone,
We used to cry why dawn!?
Carrying heavy bags,
Few books and mostly snacks.
Walking like a pawn,
Wanting sorta hang on.
Some in buses-some in cabs,
C'ming either with mums or dads
When class running as fast as photons
Sitting blank and enjoying multiple yawns
For chemistry-going to labs,
On the way all doing dabs.
In college; prancing like a prawn,
Yet! we miss the times that are gone.
All girls single and so were stags,
Each one knew all of their tags.
Those times are gone,
When we used to cry , whyy dawnn!?
