A Teen's Daily Routine

A Teen's Daily Routine
-M. Praveen Kumar

You wake up, dress up,

And brush your teeth,

You take a nice shower,

And get all neat.

You step in the tub and soak your feet,

You get really creative,

And command your fleet.

You hear your mom's breakfast call,

You stumble across the stairs, you almost fall.

You don't wanna be too late, you cannot face,

Lectures from parents, what fate to be chased?

You ran to your school, exhausted,

You lost your cool, hastened.

Scoldings, lectures, you can't handle,

Your brain melts away like a scorching candle.

You forgot to finish the darn homework,

Under the bench with it, you lurk,

You finish it to the hilt in time,

Plus you feel like you've done a nasty crime,

You return home, very tired,

But you smirk at the relief,

That you weren't fired.

You try to entice your parents at the dining table,

But you must accept that your acts are just feeble.

You turn off the lights,

As it's past midnight,

And as your face collides with the pillow,

You let tomorrow's fears grow.

(You gotta keep in pace,

toe-to-toe.)

-M. Praveen Kumar

Glossary:-

Darn: A word that indicates someone's annoyance towards
something/someone.

Stumble: to hit your foot against something when you are walking or running and almost fall over.

Lurk: to wait or hide somewhere secretly especially in order to do something bad or illegal.

Fleet: A group of ships or boats sailing together.

Hasten: To be quick. Feeble: Weak.

Smirk: An unpleasant smile someone has when they are pleased with themselves.

Entice: To persuade someone to do something by acting really nice or offering them something good.

The teen starts their day after waking up by brushing their teeth and taking a shower. They then step in the bath tub, soaking their feet, and play with the soaps and rubber ducks as if they are a fleet of ships/boats. Then, they hear their mom calling them for breakfast, and they rush down the stairs they almost fall. Because, they cannot face their lectures and it is a bad fate to be chased by. Then, they run to their school exhausted and late, and they lose their senses because they rushed too much for the brain to handle all the pressure and tension. Then, they realize that they had forgot to write their homework, and write it under the bench, lurking. They finish it perfectly in time, plus they feel as if they've committed a villainous crime. They return home, very tired, but they smile and get relieved as something really bad like getting shot didn't happen. Then, they try to convince their parents at the dining table to make them do something they want, but they just realize their acts are weak like usual. They turn off the lights to sleep after past midnight, and as they start to sleep, they start thinking of the next day's chaos. The Poet then advices us to keep in pace, toe-to-toe.