Pain is what I realized today,
Having remembered my old school days, gay.
Making up my mind,
I reached my old deserted school in a find.
I suddenly saw myself chattering with my friends,
And teachers, scattering away groups of Students, in tight bends.
Down and Down I went into my Memory Lanes,
Having no problem to rack my Brains!
I continued peeping into the solitary place,
Having already lost the track of time, I guess!
Reaching the playground then,
It was as if the whole ruin was alive again.
But time took me to the Truth-The Present again,
And I was disappointed to see the liveliness, slain.
I was suddenly standing amidst an ocean of books,
Having reached the library, where the past again started showing its looks!
The Cafeteria still carried the Odour of the Onion Soup,
As if it was just put on the gas by the Cook.
The Classrooms looked as if they have just had had some lectures,
The desks, the boards, the chairs, all have stood time’s fateful juncture.
A paper scroll lay there,
Crumbled very roughly, and not at all fair.
I reached and folded it open,
Suddenly surprised to see a Cartoon-Sketch of myself, staring at me with fun.
I don’t know from where my eyes suddenly got wet,
As with a Heavy Heart, I penned down this poem straight!
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