#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
season of mansoon
and Streets on grace
the way of fighting
and friendship was great

hiding notebooks from parents
to Stay home again

eyes waiting for ringing of 'chutti bell'
as 'ramu kaka' ring it too late





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