Success Visits The School

The broken half mended school compound

Brings me the luscious memories of childhood

Visuals of me leaping over it

Glitter and shimmer before my eyes as colossal water droplets

The carves on walls, streaks and engravements on the benches

Stand still and freeze the time for me to look around

Fading away themselves,

The drawings on the doors recollect the receding memories

Compassionate teachers, the old watchman

All seem to remember me and my antics

But as a reward to their affection,

I present them with the fact that I barely remember their names

Even the flowers and the birds in the garden know my face

But I forget them and get lost in my current life

Draped with ego, my present success survives

But mitigates the innocence of the schooldays -hidden within

Those days of enjoyable freedom that once shaped my life

Are forgotten once the life is shaped

But one visit to school is enough

To diminish the ego of success,

To fill the warmth of childhood inside.