Whenever we went we thought we don't,
We cried for that and said I won't.
But I remember those nights, those days
That were happy and came our ways
We studied and played and danced
And there were traces of romance.
So beautiful were those days,
That came our ways.
During exams we did cheating,
Than we had meeting,
I got that wrong and that right, And it was all beautiful and bright
There were activities like elocution,
We stood in queue for selection,
These were the past days,
That came our ways.
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad,
But those were not bad,
We passed and we failed,
But I cannot forget those days
That came our ways.
~Shachi Agarwal
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SCHOOL DAYS
PoetryIts a poetry about those olden, golden school days which gives us nostalgia. we miss those days and wish we can relive them with our friends.
