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A Child's Day

School time is over
Nothing to cheer
No one at home
Till eve, left alone

Grounds full of houses
None to play around
Virtual world seems so real
Reality is like a Dream

Laptop sits on my Pa's lap
Mama shoos me around
Class work is a chore
Homework is a bore

I can't do what I like
I don't like what I do
I can't even sleep
How can I Dream?

Mornings’ can't even cry
Mouth thrust with paste
Milk does not taste
I am back to my drill

The slum boys out look better
They play in open pools
Like me, they look no fools
They don't even go to schools



                               Children’s Day is around.
               This Poem is  written to depict the Angst of a Child
                                in a Middle-Class family of Modern India

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/17/2011 8:06:00 AM
Hey..i liked the way u wrote...you just came down to the level of a school kid and exactly depicted how they think..:) I've written a poem on childhood days..Title: TUNING MY THOUGHTS...just check it out..:)
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Date: 12/20/2010 4:49:00 PM
everyone deserves to go to school. its just so sad sometimes. very touching dedication. take care, and i hope you have a wonderful christmas with you family. ~Always&Forever Lynette
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Date: 11/17/2010 6:59:00 PM
I like it. Very well done and a unique perspective. Cool style
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