Visit To My Old School Poem by mohan sanjeevan

Visit To My Old School



Long 30 years after leaving
Memories of my school days came back
The urge to pay a visit to my old school
Surged within me in right earnest

The school was some 5 kilometres
Away from my village
With only a mud road to connect to the
main bus plying road a kilometre away

Getting to school was always by walk
Barefoot with nothing to protect the feet
Yet barefoot was common those days
neither treated as poor, nor frowned upon

Well, the plan took shape
me one fine day landing at the school
All the way from the city I live, OMG!
a state minister on visit too that day!

How it came to be like that
Whether the minister got wind of my plans,
timed it to perfection to visit
On the same day as I visited!

That left very little for me to do
Except seeing the head master briefly
Letting him know I was school first
In the leaving exams of the school

The vast open space in front of the
Office building has given way to buildings
Hearteningly the foot ball field across the road on
the other side where we played cricket still there

Growing into a big man was the
Yearning those days, having grown big
Now there is a wish I never grew up to remain
a school boy, the visit reinstated that wish afresh!

Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: school days
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