My English Poem On Emotions Of A Student studying in a boarding School- "A Child's Note"

Though my mouth is tiny winy,

But my words will not be same,

O lord! Give me some power,

Feeling here as if I am person lame...

In the name of my future,

You chucked my childhood far away,

Though my shell has become tough,

My inner self is still wet-clay...

I've been treated like a robot,

Given no freedom to enjoy my way,

Yes I laugh too often here,

Just to suppress my tears all day...

It's been to me a prettified jail,

A fast track highway touching deep dale,

All I can send from here to you,

My tears, my feelings by posting a mail...

From the purest string of all relations,

You never produced melodious music,

Instead you produced fake self-esteem,

Only to fulfill your own-sown dream...

All I wait for the month of may,

Summer holidays- all they say,

The actual time when my dreams come true,

After prolonged patience and pray...

With you I want to spend a day,

With your parenting- I want to play,

Let me explore the land near you,

Let me discover my internal gay...

No punishment is so severe,

But to stay away from home,

No more torture I could bear,

I need you- Dad & Mom...

One day your seed will become a fruit,

After all you gave it a fertilizer-like treat,

But have you ever wondered- my dear parents,

This fruit would then be bitter or sweet?

- Monu Awalla