Sunday, July 31, 2011

Now-before


(This poem is dedicated to all my friends from the college with whom i can now rarely can have such pleasant time. Cheers to you all.)

Now,
Now, there shall be no tea together,
On that hot or that cold weather,
Now,
Now, no books to open, not any subject,
No place to go, we shall sleep for late,

Before,
Before, on any noise teacher used to scold,
Then, paper were torn and they got fold,
On 7.30 we met for tea and samosa at eight,
Teachers on class, just used to wait

Now,
Now, we shall not talk, face to face, could not hook,
But promise me, you will comment on every status on my facebook,
Now,
Now, we shall not be there to say that’s wrong and that’s right,
Also, no more together to make that apparent fight

Before,
Before 3 years time, we waited it to be over,
And on depart, we controlled our tears, but within were not sober,
Before,
Before, we came with dreams that made us apart,
And, we leave today, with our feelings attached,

Now,
Now, we shall be occupied, in our daily chores,
But, how can we forget, there’s a friend- a friend at our doors,        
Now,
Now, who’s gonna say us, what’s goin on that daily TV Soap,
To see you again, to laugh and cry that way, would mere be a hope,

Before,
Before, we smiled for each other happiness, and shed tears when someone cried,
And when the bad clouds were gone, with relief we sighed,
To mock at each other, and also to make strong criticism,
We also, learnt friendship, along with journalism

But, my dears, its not a end, its just a recess, just a recess,
On my heart, I have for you, my good wishes,
We shall meet again, on a day that would be great,
And till then, our best days, lets promise, we won’t forget. We won’t Forget.

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