Those Days... - Poem by Prajakta Pawar
Again I ponder within your thoughts,
you moist my eyes for one more time,
I do wonder where my days have brought,
All the while I have the same rhyme...
I still recollect those beautiful days,
that awesome time, the stupidity and craze,
and now I do regret how stupid I was,
for silly things we fought and fought...! ! !
And all of sudden a tear rolls sf down,
I don't understand what it is all about,
yet I feel, I don't know what...!
Sharing the tiffin, screaming on the ground,
calling by names, even when everyone's around,
and when the teacher made you stand,
we pulled your skirt and your rubber band...
Hiding from the CCTVs, running in the corridors,
we never left a single off period,
how awesome was that time we had spent together,
all that happiness I wish I could gather...
Those days were really very good,
How to tell you now? I wish I could...
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