Living Life... Loving Life...

2day was a pretty ok day at college. Nothin new or Xitin to write about so.., I'll just share one poem that I wrote long ago durin the last year in school..., here goes..,

GOD…, TOMORROW MUST BE A HOLIDAY

The daily routine is so boring
So sick and so tiring
You have to get up early in the morn
And eat flakes made of corn

You’re late and you make a fuss
To hurry and catch your bus
Dressed shabbily, you go to school
In front of others make yourselves look like a fool

You’re late for the class
And you face the teacher alas
You forget your assignment
And you get your punishment

For lunch it’s the same ol’ rice
In spite of all the pleads and cries

In the games hour you run down the hall
Eager to play volleyball
Then you scream
When you know you’re not in the team
You cry, “This is not fair”
Others say, “We frankly don’t care”

In the evening you come back to the house
As tired as a cat-chased mouse

You have some snacks
And lie down to relax
Your eyes are so tired and bloody
Then you remember you have to study

At night in you room, you hear cats and dogs weep
It’s so irritating you can’t even sleep

In your mind you silently pray
“God, tomorrow must be a holiday…”