The Years Go By

By my beloved friend, Suprateek Mitra....



I still remember the days I walked into nursery,
A small little bag & absolutely no worry,
School was great! School was fun,
I always longed for the next day to come.
Games and streamers were all that were that there;
Wherever I looked- here, there & everywhere.

On came the years.
And we all grew with it,
The kiddish jokes disappeared
And days had practical jokes in it.
School was good, school was good.
And all things went on as they should.
Junior, Middle & Senior came by-
We sat on the wings of time, and let it all fly by....

"Let's bunk class!" became the new motto,
It still is, but everyone gets tired of it....
Someday!

Years went on, studies became harder,
And what do you know? We all became smarter....
Though the years still go by,
There no longer will be school-
For, it's going to end in a month or two.

As the years go by, we will fly-
But there is going to be no school,
And that my friends, is a reason to cry!

A tragic reality we all have to accept, we all have to get used to, how hard we crave to get those days back, time doesn't permit us to fulfil our desires, and those glorious days we enjoyed in our "second home" remain sparkling as diamonds in our "pebble-studded" life!


P.S. The author of this poem was too lazy & shy to post this on his blog (www.supratik.blogspot.com), so, I took the initiative of bringing this poem into the limelight with the consent of my friend.