I started thinking on my way
About my school about the very first day
I still remember how a 3yr old child wept
Into a new atmosphere when he crept
Laughing and playing a good 14years rolled
And today it’s the end everything around seemed to have come to a hold
Tears trickled down my cheek
I am so lost and broken things seem bleak
I could hear my heart cry and say
I will miss those annual exams and the long holidays every April-May
Those long lectures and those silly pranks
The wait for the lunch break, answer papers and ranks
Nick naming teachers my lovely uniform
Walking the campus with my best pals arm in arm
Those games that we played and then lost and fought
Those little celebrations,silly disputes everything seems silly now & yet not
Those Tiffin boxes emptied before lunch
We were choosy in making friends. Making new frds was decision of the bunch
When treat meant the hot Samosa’s in the canteen for which we would drool
We wished for bad weather, for teachers to be unwell and acted to miss school
Those were undoubtedly breathtaking days
We are gonnna miss our childhood buddies our class our table our place
Some treasured memories… Indeed Life’s best phase
This is all that clicks when it’s time to chase
Some new dreams and some new pals at this hair-pin bend
and now this chapter reads just two words “THE End”
At this threshold suddenly even the teacher I hated the most
Started appearing sweet who otherwise appeared like a scary ghost
Yes it’s hard to leave behind you all
Who will lift us when we fall?
Who will pamper us and who will scold?
The way you have loved and the way you have mould
We promise No matter how far we go how great we become
We will remain the same for you when ever we come
Finally, Words are less and pages are few
To tell each of you how much We are gonna miss you :(
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Muaahhh ... i guess one of the best farewell poems ever ... no matter which ever skool v belong to the emotions are so similar to whatever u hav written esp d samosas and the acting to miss skool part(lolz) ... kudos ... luv ya :)
ReplyDeletethx vaish I m glad to hear that... but i still feel like fine tuning it further....
ReplyDeleteSo very true... jus miss those fun days in schoool... used to be awesome.. no tension - jus bindass... Phew, so much has changed - our lives, people, everything...
ReplyDeleteBtw Barkha u betr write something on Vaishu n College Canteen :p She is always more interested in food ;)
lol your request shall be processed shortly.... on a second thought how abt posting the one which i wrote on her in col one day remember??? he he
ReplyDeletevery true.......nothing lik school days....and wud alwz remember and miss tht fun....apart from all tht i do i miss raja ram sir's notes.. snubbing satish babu...and all there efforts to improve my handwriting which is still the same....PT masters comments ,my class room and many more things.....ur poem is a flash back ...good one
ReplyDeletethx sis and yeah i know even i miss Raja Ram sir's classes and his witty comments gosh ....think of school and each one has some really cherished memories etched to their hearts......
ReplyDeleteI m missing school days :)
ReplyDeletetrue babe.. school days were the best.tht line abt empty tiffin box is damn true babe... hve experienced tht once...this poem is making ma eyes filled wit tears... i jus luvd it... after readin tis i feel tht m missin ma school days more n more n more..
ReplyDelete@ Paddy - Thx. Babe and glad that u could relate to it so well. And its ok that was one of the best phases of life and the bestest is yet to come :)
ReplyDeleteits true that school dayz were the best dayz of life..ur poem wuld bring bck those memories n every small incident which took place tht time..i still want to relive those dayz...
ReplyDelete@ Ashish bhaiya - I Know best days nothing can beat it :) And thx again for liking the poem!
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