Poem: SCHOOL
"How we enter it and how we all left it had the same expression.
We entered crying and leave it crying. Though the expression was the same, the fears were different.
From how are we gonna make friends to how are we gonna live without them, we lived a million happy moments.
And when it came to what would be missed, what won't be missed we exclaimed."
The friends we made
The moments we lived
The mischief we did
The scolding we heard
The periods we bunked
The tiffins we shared
The doodles we made
The games we played
The catnaps between the lessons we took
The chalk fights and pen fights we did
The treat from the canteen,
The substitution fun,
The dispersal countdown,
Well, school isn't a place but a feeling we'll miss.
--Ira Pandey
Instagram: ira.pandey1803 , imperfect_ira
We entered crying and leave it crying. Though the expression was the same, the fears were different.
From how are we gonna make friends to how are we gonna live without them, we lived a million happy moments.
And when it came to what would be missed, what won't be missed we exclaimed."
The friends we made
The moments we lived
The mischief we did
The scolding we heard
The periods we bunked
The tiffins we shared
The doodles we made
The games we played
The catnaps between the lessons we took
The chalk fights and pen fights we did
The treat from the canteen,
The substitution fun,
The dispersal countdown,
Well, school isn't a place but a feeling we'll miss.
--Ira Pandey
Instagram: ira.pandey1803 , imperfect_ira
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