School Memories Poem by Masuma Mirza

The scene of the class what can I explain
The boredom, The teacher all are the same
She yells at us her name is Mrs Jude
Her big framed glasses Oh! She is so rude
Show pity our cries came straight from our heart
But she wasn't paying attention, Yeah! She was
playing smart
Suddenly she turned and gave us a deadly gaze
We were scared like hell couldn't 't look at her face
But the moment she smiled and called me, Hey Bud
I was about to trip the floor with the loud thud
But soon that she turned and left the class in rage
To the world of my dreams from where she came