Minors are those less than eighteen,
As they don’t have knowledge in keen.
They don’t have a driving licence,
As don’t have driving sense.
Minors are given just pen and page,
Their life is not more than a cage.
Holiday is not given even on Sundays,
As their age is negligible for fundays.
Parents are worried not to get the blame,
From minors they just want their fame.
Circumstances are same for every minor,
Parents are just their life designer.
Nice poem
Thanks
Realistic teenage poem
Proud of you Sahaj Sabharwal
You resent the poem in the comments box, Sahaj. I’m not sure why.