Rhythmic,
calm and golden phase
of human life...
is student life,
with carefree days
and restive nights,
friendly moves
and harmless fights...
when eyes enjoy
much charming dreams,
when mind is free of all the pains,
all the losses, all the gains
when innocent heart
knows no laws;
but this fair phase so swiftly flies
and leaves the traces
on our minds
as the love of good, old days: -(
student life is the golden phase of life//An excellent poem//top marks! ! !
move to freedom and win to handle it friendly moves and harmless fights... when eyes enjoy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this might well fit my student days up to about age 12. but not long after that, school work sometimes was a pain. and after high school it was much worse! no wonder i finally quit! but, yes, there are certainly some nice traces. bri :)