A Senior Year Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Time has passed like rain
We had lot more to gain
It was nice time in school
We were maulded intellegent from fool

So much to think and focus on future
It is senior year and lie is to be made sure
Summer has ended in good spell
We are all fine mood and well

It is time to enjoy
To make it memorable and full of joy
Time and tide wait for none
This is realized by everyone

High school life is not forever
It has to be enjoyed however
All happy moments under one shed
No idea how future will be led

It is going to be sad and emotional
This is going to be very natural
The happy mometns may emerge on memory lane
We may be going away from school by land or plane

We need to adjust with new challenges
Wr are not sure wheather will be able to manage
It has to be shared on larger platform
We need to go alone and warm

We can’t roam freely and run around
Something new has to be found
It may not look sound
We got to adhere to and are bound

We need worry a lot
We have learnt and simply may not be caught
The life had been nice and full of ups and down
It was best even known in the town

We will be permanently separated
The incicences will always be related
We may enjoy when slightly occur in mind
The joy will always be there to find




The road is wide open to march on
Many hrdles to be crossed over and won
New avanues to be explored and exploited
Not a single second is to be waited

I had bright yesterday
Tomorrow may provide me fine way
It will give new prosperous opportunity
Life may go on with its continuity

We will set in new big world
The relation may develop very hot and cold
We will stand fast and remain bold
We shall bar the sufferings untold

We will go out from school as seniors
Our place may be taken over b y out juniors
No one may be called inferior or superior
Ecverybody has proved good fighter and warrior