My first...

Found it in an old note-book. Pretty kiddish…

This is the first poem I wrote, when I was in 10th
Was studying for S.St. paper and nostalgia took over………

As of now, it has no title.


Oh! What life I had as a child,
The fun, the joy, the shrieks all wild.
The days I knew nothing of tension,
Now the boards are worth a mention.

Down all day in the ground to play,
Upon the wet green grass, I lay.
Now I’m studying half asleep in bed,
With History and Geography in my head.

Life of a child is better as aimless,
Now all the aims have made me brainless.
Parents have hope, Teachers give inspiration,
Thinking all this gives me perspiration.

Age has made me tall and wise.
Taught me why a bird up flies.
But it didn’t take my soul any high.
It didn’t teach me how to fly……..


-Amber Nagar