A punch, then kick, slowly the voices rise,
Cadence in this din sure will surprise,
Calmly you watch, but stop not the fight,
Curses today seem not-vulgar but right.
Unheard languid lessons of 'a saint',
Delivered so near, yet feel so faint,
Preferred is a nap on a distant bench,
Digested are lexical cards that appear french.
Young lovers busy in a lonely spot,
Some socrates is lost in a deep thought,
Words of Neeman hide behind Godfather's,
The pen-fight starts and then the crowd gathers.
Laughter that flows around the place,
Shows sharing, youth and unity of race,
Ripples of joy that touch your heart,
Have fire so warm, you become its part.
With the break starts mission- 'attacking food',
No ambrosia of lords seems so good,
Togetherness must be that exotic spice,
That we raid even the overdone fries.
Sometimes when these memories roll,
Bitter sweet feelings reach my soul,
Every moment, with me it stays,
True, nothing like the college days.
Cadence in this din sure will surprise,
Calmly you watch, but stop not the fight,
Curses today seem not-vulgar but right.
Unheard languid lessons of 'a saint',
Delivered so near, yet feel so faint,
Preferred is a nap on a distant bench,
Digested are lexical cards that appear french.
Young lovers busy in a lonely spot,
Some socrates is lost in a deep thought,
Words of Neeman hide behind Godfather's,
The pen-fight starts and then the crowd gathers.
Laughter that flows around the place,
Shows sharing, youth and unity of race,
Ripples of joy that touch your heart,
Have fire so warm, you become its part.
With the break starts mission- 'attacking food',
No ambrosia of lords seems so good,
Togetherness must be that exotic spice,
That we raid even the overdone fries.
Sometimes when these memories roll,
Bitter sweet feelings reach my soul,
Every moment, with me it stays,
True, nothing like the college days.
11 comments:
Bittersweet memories...
You have talked about the sweet memories... Mind sharing the bitter memories? :-)
I guess even the bitter memories are sweet, aint they? they teach u stuff...
you, rani, have outdone yourself. One hell of a piece of work.
Hi, nice post :-)
good job...
liked the 3rd and the 4th para..
it was mostly ure comment on my poem about the train, that prompted me to write my next pome. well...i have posted an antithesis to "the 8.08 fast"...check it out...
blog frequency seems to decrease....
TRue!!nothing like the college days...sigh..only one more yr to go!!:(
Blog Frequency has dropped to Zero!
:-(
I wrote a kind of Senti Poem too... Will not post it... Dont want crying girls at my doorstep :-)
But will show it to u ("OBBBU"...Hope you got tht word)
Khopadi... I am bored yar.. Post some crap atleast!
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