School

The temple of learning,

That we all call.

Let it be standing,

May it not fall.

The subjects of abyss,

That we hate.

Festivals are exciting;

That we celebrate.

We go frantic,

When teachers go out.

The chit-chat doesn’t stop,

Soft or loud.

Science, Geography, and History:

That we have to memorise!

If the examination passes goodly,

We get a prize.

Sports and injuries,

Always come together.

It is the rule of my school,

Whatever the weather.

Our Sirs and Madams,

Forever make us heartened.

Bad or worse

Whatever the situation.

Once my sir told,

“Hey, never fall.

Work hard and hard,

To be above all.”

Classrooms can be small or big,

But knowledge will be never-ending.

This is the thing,

That our school will always be lending.

This my experience of my school,

Till this moment.

I give a rest to my pencil here,

At this end.