The Nostalgic Schooldays
It won’t be the same anymore
Ground floor ki vo corridor,
Ghoomte firte haste gaate,
Wo saari khilkhilaati baatein,
All those sweet little stories,
A 12th graders life and its glories,
New paths of life you will be weaving,
Starting afresh on roads not taken,
Choosing what all others have forsaken,
But here is what one must always remember,
That goodbyes don’t last forever,
We may not get to dance in the rain,
But hey, that’s until we meet again…
School me not even a single book,
Teacher giving you that crazy look,
Canteen ki vo everlasting food fight,
Khaane ki plate always in sight,
Ek plate se dus logon ka khaana,
20 rupees me party ho jaana,
But here is what one must always remember,
That goodbyes don’t last forever,
This school again we may not reign,
But hey, that’s until we meet again……we meet again
By:
Ishaan Sharma