LAST DAY

Teary eyes, forceful smiles ; lot to say, before the end

of the day.

The day with no gossips, no fights ; only thing to do is

hug tight & reunite.

Tables-neat, no answers written on it to cheat.

Tiffin feels light, like there’s no food in it for everyone

to fight.

Lot to say but no words, memories fly inside the head

like birds.

Those UNO games & giving nick names; those carefree

calls with our dearest pals.

The sports day, lot to play; we support our house & the

environment is full of chaos.

The toppers chanting answers before the test, aloud &

the rest listening to them with interest, profound.

Laughing on a lame joke, uniform with stains of coke;

insulting friend, but always beside each other to defend.

Dressing up for farewell & “take a good picture of us”,

the girls yell.

Every moment flashes in mind & tears roll down, but

with delight.

The school shirt becomes an open letter & whenever we

see it we feel better.

A day with no regulation, no rule;

Yes , it is the last day of school.