S'posed To Be...

One full school year

Has been spent inside closed walls

With the same scenery on display,

Every living day.

The school which had brought us joy

The euphoria of a new friendship,

The scent of new books,

And the inciting view of the ground

That had granted us our innocence,

Blown to dust.

One year has gone, and we've lost our childhood

The very happiness of the tiniest moments,

That we got to share with the strangers

Who became friends, for life.

Running across the lush green fields

Rejoicing the feeling of inevitable delight,

But where is it now?

Has the last days of our school life

Shattered away like broken shards of glass?

Gone are the majestic bookshelves,

Piled up with millions of books

From where they came, we never knew

Nor did we ever care.

What we cared, about was the laughter

And the mischief that arose in mind,

The several scoffs by the librarian

It never did steal the limelight

Like the present has.

The screens blaring into our eyes

Our brains seeping through the sea of knowledge

But dry without the joy of learning,

Where are the rich flavours of life

That we enjoyed on every brink of paper just two years back?

Friends gone past, the soul embittered with pain

The mask of superficiality,

Shrouding the childhood that we could have had.

They say we're free from the pressures of life

No exams, what's the tension.

They announce us weak and incompatible,

Because of the tragedy that we had no idea about.

We wanted to be normal,

An ordinary set of students

To be put through the equal paths of trial

Like the ones, we've seen fly past.

But we couldn't, and we resent that,

'Cause along with the chance to prove our worth

We have lost our childhood

The very freedom to go about the streets, run around the fields,

Laughing and scrambling with our friends

Like all ordinary kids are s'posed to be