Treasure Island

Ency Bearis


Class Reunion


Together we came along, at least
for recollection of those yesteryears
from the time of our high school year
they say that year was the best

Years pass by
Different pathways we got through
Cycle of life we let it flow
Thou others had bade goodbye

Photographs we had, other vanished
In hand of God some classmates were taken
We hope they rest in peace in heaven
As one by one from earth they faded

We miss our friends
They were our classmates
They were our playmates
Some of them were your best friends

Sad to say this is the trend
But thats the part of life we live in
Reality we face this is within
But we still continue the reunion we intend

Memories of high school years we recollect
Laugh to our young minds deed
Relive our naughtiness and crack head
Happiness are here we seek

Can we do this again?
As age taking our mundane
How many more years to attain?
And shall we meet again?


(Dedicated to my classmates for the coming celebration of 40th High School Reunion)

Submitted: Thursday, February 18, 2010
Edited: Saturday, March 13, 2010

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  • Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (2/25/2010 12:22:00 PM)

    Schoolmatedom is both flood gate of joy [with alives] and turbulent trauma [deceased]

    Well it is over simplification as destiny …we must embosom the charms of Schoolmatedom…for sad we must be grieved but lets us extol the beauteous bounties
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