Refreshingly Original Poem by chettur aishwarya shrivastav

city sleeps at night,
but my eyes are nocturnal,
i watch stars as a hobby,
its a part of my daily activity,

childhood is ending a way too fast,
slowly becoming a memory of past,
now i don't regret going to school,
this boring place is sometimes really cool,

i will miss playing in muddy rain,
when i wold wish to be child again.
i will remember little people dotty eyed,
and how sometimes we used to be so kind,

time has changed me,
but still those stars remain same and so free,
this hobby helps me to move on,
and keep the cute devil in me agog! !