I was staring at the emptiness.
This is the room which once chimed with the noise of students,
Vibrant with their presence.
But now the seats are all vacant…
Was it but yesterday,
When the juniors bade us farewell?
I can’t remember the day since I have been in this school, my second home
This classroom, indeed my next den,
My friends, we were as good as a family.
Now, all of us will be scattered,
Taking up different careers, choosing to reside
In different corners of this vast world.
Busy we shall all be in our own professions,
No times to waste, in this competitive world,
No urge from within to laugh at those silly jokes,
Ideas for playing naughty pranks, not striking anymore.
Yes, those were days!
Answering the teacher correctly, and feeling proud,
Soaring high above in the clouds, when
The impressed gazes of my classmates caressed me,
And secretly stealing a glance, to see if she was looking!
That bonding of friendship,
One standing up for the other,
Fighting shoulder to shoulder, studying together, and playing as a team.
When again in life will I get all this?
Or will I, at all?
Going in yet another flashback,
I can distinctly see that lovely face,
Her long hair, those beautiful eyes,
My love, I shall remember you all my life.
In distant future, someday I will be reflective
And cherish all these magnificent moments,
Those crushes, the naughtiness, and of course,
The affectionate teachers, who like their own children, groomed us.
Now, it is time for a change,
For me to move on,
Step into another dimension of life.
There await me new ties, fresh relations,
Moments which will be as special, perhaps more.
Responsibilities to shoulder, new commitments to make,
It is the beginning of my journey,
As I prepare to face the real world.
The road that lies ahead of me is much broader now,
Leading to promises of prosperity.
But unfortunately, this path is so very crowded.
Oh yes! I stand at childhood’s end….
This is the room which once chimed with the noise of students,
Vibrant with their presence.
But now the seats are all vacant…
Was it but yesterday,
When the juniors bade us farewell?
I can’t remember the day since I have been in this school, my second home
This classroom, indeed my next den,
My friends, we were as good as a family.
Now, all of us will be scattered,
Taking up different careers, choosing to reside
In different corners of this vast world.
Busy we shall all be in our own professions,
No times to waste, in this competitive world,
No urge from within to laugh at those silly jokes,
Ideas for playing naughty pranks, not striking anymore.
Yes, those were days!
Answering the teacher correctly, and feeling proud,
Soaring high above in the clouds, when
The impressed gazes of my classmates caressed me,
And secretly stealing a glance, to see if she was looking!
That bonding of friendship,
One standing up for the other,
Fighting shoulder to shoulder, studying together, and playing as a team.
When again in life will I get all this?
Or will I, at all?
Going in yet another flashback,
I can distinctly see that lovely face,
Her long hair, those beautiful eyes,
My love, I shall remember you all my life.
In distant future, someday I will be reflective
And cherish all these magnificent moments,
Those crushes, the naughtiness, and of course,
The affectionate teachers, who like their own children, groomed us.
Now, it is time for a change,
For me to move on,
Step into another dimension of life.
There await me new ties, fresh relations,
Moments which will be as special, perhaps more.
Responsibilities to shoulder, new commitments to make,
It is the beginning of my journey,
As I prepare to face the real world.
The road that lies ahead of me is much broader now,
Leading to promises of prosperity.
But unfortunately, this path is so very crowded.
Oh yes! I stand at childhood’s end….
2 comments:
This poem of urs reminds me of the kind of school life that id desired fr......once upon a time......and as a matter of fact...i cud feel the attachment tht i wanted to share wid my classmates....however all desires dun come true.....and i m reallly happy to live what id always wanted to as a school goin girl...all thanks to ur poem....seriously.....thnx a ton....and yaa ur poem rocks....keep writing such awesome ones....and yaa keep smilin:)
i simply love this one...the first time i read this poem I just asked him "why the hell do u want me 2 cry?"...seriously....remeinded me of ourdays in school...all the parnks...bunking classes and all...i generally get back 2 this poem whenever i start missing school...
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