#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
My innocent life,
left behind in the
In the rush of
time, left are some
pieces of memories!
classrooms, those
Friend, silly and
funny with all
a good heart,
running around
or just playing
nothing to worry
nothing to stress
task of homework
everyday, I fly, draw
and paint, dream
awake, little my needs
everything's just
fine that's how
life's defined, smile
and laugh, little
cry, classrooms
change with Uniform
same, videogames
like a magic wand,
today I just walk
down the memory
lane..
© varsha🌧