Shruti Biyani, Class X D
And there you lay on the bed
With a day in front almost dead
It is your time, to think about yourself
What good you did and what you are going to do
Because some has said ‘Life is just a race my child’.
Be strong, be fast
There is no place for the weak, the mild
You don’t know what you did unknowingly today
For your one word may have broken someone’s heart
But your one smile might have joined those gone apart.
In the future,
When you will be sitting with a newspaper on an armchair
With patchy skin and teeth just a pair
You are sure to realize
No history dates, no math formulae give you pleasure
But you will undoubtedly wonder
If… I had some memories to treasure
You are still a teenager
You still have time
Do mischiefs, but no harms, no crime
It’s your choice to mug up these lines like theory
Or enjoy them like a story
Let all sorrows be flushed from your mind
Much of the happiness you are yet to find
Maybe there is no fault in living with eyes closed
Remember but, you are each day a day nearer to death.
