With One Blink Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
With One Blink
With one blink
You always miss
Old friends and school class
Where you used to fight and play
then to home with good stay
how teachers used to advise?
Help others and give promise
If you can fulfill then only
The topics used to be touchy
I was attentive
And lived
With ideals
That seemed to be unreal
I was growing with maturity
To become great entity
With no idea of how to shape
But I was putting ahead one step
Today I look back and think
The whole scene passed with one blink
The village, friends and narrow street
I feel they are waiting for me to greet
Fond memoirs of childhood friends and school shared through a beautiful poem. Thanks.10 points.
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Today I look back and think The whole scene passed with one blink The village, friends and narrow street I feel they are waiting for me to greet