"..cause, to live well, you have to start loving yourself."
Someone great once said, by expressing your feelings, you gradually start loving yourself. Writing out a few emotions and premonitions, which have been hovering inside the little well of...
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Today, I stand here, with a heart so heavy,
Walking quietly down the memory lane.
Recollecting the days so full of passion,
I have spent here in this confined space
Remembering the zeal and love I have felt,
With the lovely people I am glad to have met.
The memories date back to 2004,
When I was still a credulous child
Ambling in her plain, knee length skirt
So reluctant and scared and full of thoughts,
Afraid of what might be waiting inside
Tightly holding onto my parents hands,
and not wanting to ever let go.
Seasons have come and seasons have gone.
Days and years have passed like seconds.
With time and space, even I have changed
I am no longer the naive little girl
I have made friends, so nice and awesome.
People, for whom I care and love
For whom, I am ready to shed my life.
With whom, each day is so priceless
Because the truth is so naked and harsh.
The clock is ticking, the end is so near
When all of us would say goodbyes
When all of us would wear these colours,
Coffee brown and milky white,
for the one very last time.
It scares me, when I think about it.
But it's inevitable and I live with the truth.
On rare days, when gossip becomes farewells
And we just happen to ask each other
"Will we ever meet again?"
I tell you, it hurts like hell.
I have grown up here, inside these walls.
From a questioning child to an ambitious teenager.
I am thankful for all the little things I have had,
The friends that have found me,
All the teachers who are so very nice
And the amazing people,
who make school so worth it.
And so hard to leave.
I am thankful to this home,
for the lessons I have learned
Which would stay with me till the very end.
I am grateful to you,
For the countless lies and various facts
I have been lucky to encounter with
And for the mistakes, I know I will never repeat.
I am thankful for the souvenirs I have.
And the everlasting memories in my heart.
It won't be so easy to leave
it would be tough and rough and hard
But we still don't have any other choice.
It would mean a lot of crying
A lot of tears and a lot of hugs
Yet every goodbye is a new beginning
And I wish you all, my dear friends
A life full of pleasures and peace
And full of memories you are lucky to have made.
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Hey everyone! I'm back again! Thank you for all the fantabulously lovely awesome comments on the previous poem! I love ya all! <3
This poem was particularly written about saying goodbye to my school, my friends and my teachers. The details like 2004 and coffee brown and milky white refers to that, just in case you were wondering!
I am also thinking about posting short stories under this, so tell me what you think!
