The Last Day Of My School Poem by Shiv Kumar

I will miss those alley,
those coridoors and those rooms,
Those laughters and cries
of our classroom.

fights and arguments
for our rights,
scolding of teachers and
our army of termites.

I will miss those
classroom drama,
beating of benches,
and hungama.

Those lazy people
with sleazy attitude
who demolished the
'study mood'.

I will miss our
computer lab
where we went
while bunking class.

Those arguments n fights
that we had
made me realize, what
friendship we had.

But mostly i would
miss people of mine
my friends my classmates
who stood by.

In my fights
and my mis chives
i would miss my group,
my friends, my life.