Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012
Under: POEM
I am standing on a juncture One goes to friends, one goes to future I am abashed which to be choosed For future, friends have to be loosed Now I remember the days of school Laughing in assembly, pushing them in pool Reading magazines in the textbooks In the classroom, chatting on facebook Slapping friends for the silly things In the kingdom of fun, we were the kings Teasing girls and flirting with them Never thought about life’s AIM What we did we never bothered We never obeyed the teachers order Always awoken in the exam nights For preparing tea, there was a fight Now all that seems fainted to us We were talking about the first crush But that was when we had no barrier Now we are going to find our career Tears in eyes but not going to cry Friends we are going to say good bye And finally we are going to say GOOD BYE…. MERAJ AHMAD SIDDIQUI
Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012
Under: POEM
I am standing on a juncture One goes to friends, one goes to future I am abashed which to be choosed For future, friends have to be loosed Now I remember the days of school Laughing in assembly, pushing them in pool Reading magazines in the textbooks In the classroom, chatting on facebook Slapping friends for the silly things In the kingdom of fun, we were the kings Teasing girls and flirting with them Never thought about life’s AIM What we did we never bothered We never obeyed the teachers order Always awoken in the exam nights For preparing tea, there was a fight Now all that seems fainted to us We were talking about the first crush But that was when we had no barrier Now we are going to find our career Tears in eyes but not going to cry Friends we are going to say good bye And finally we are going to say GOOD BYE…. MERAJ AHMAD SIDDIQUI