The Days We Spent...

The last day, the last batch,

Seated we wondered the memories we shared,

From the first, " Good morning teacher",

To today's last, "Thank you teacher"

We recreated the memories of past together...

The desks today felt a bit old and rusty,

We traced our fingers to make it less dusty,

Just like wiping our eyes which were misty...

We saw ourselves seated in the benches,

Singing songs and cracking our hearts without any tension...

We remembered the way we used to react,

In order to escape our evening class,

The "ohh's" and "Aww's" we used to hoot,

When we figured the unhidden truths,

Of our friend's crush having waved to them,

The pulling of legs we shared...

Holding the exam schedule in our hands,

We were reminded of the paper balls we crushed,

Just to play cricket with our exam pads.

We lived back the moments we shared,

Of us vibing and dancing in the stairs...

We looked at the shining gates,

Which may not be open to us in future again,

With a burdened heart and thoughts swirling in mind,

We made promises to meet again,

Unknown of their fulfillments,

We held tears in our eyes,

When we remembered the days we spent...