[So, uh... I wrote this thing way back in the ninth grade. Our English literature book had an extract from William Shakespeare's
As You Like It called 'The Seven Ages,' and our English teacher asked all the students in the class to write their own interpretation of it, in the form of a poem or whatever. So I wrote mine and I stood second, and it's probably gonna be the only prize I'll ever win for poetry. I've left this thing unedited, though I'd so LOVE to make a few edits. :)]
The Seven Ages
When I was an infant,
I heard I used to be cute
But I would trouble my parents
And everywhere I would puke
In my childhood,
I learnt things like 'ABC'
And though my parents were too busy,
They took time out to play with me
In my adolescence,
I would have fun with my friends…
And I wouldn't stop crying
When a ‘Relationship’ ends
Step into youth,
I’m all armed and ready to fight!
And seeking all the glory
I would work hard day and night
In my middle age,
I had to work to earn my dime
But I dint respond to my family’s call
And that sure was a crime
In my old age,
My children took care of me
I took a lot of medicines
But my children, they helped me see
And now, people think I’ve grown old
But I've been reduced to a child
And I await my death…
I want it to be peaceful and mild
Srimanta Mitra
IX-A
