I walked through the gate of my old school,
Seeing myself with my friends, acting cool.
But now I am alone and with no friends,
My school days are over, the fun just ends.
I walked on the path, on which I walk several years ago,
Where I smile, laugh and cry but now am that so.
Slowly I opened the door of my old class room,
Seeing myself fighting with my friends with old broken broom.
But now only memories are here with me and I am alone,
I wish those good days could come back but they are gone.
Suddenly I realize years ago my heaven was here,
I see myself talking and murmuring with my friends everywhere.
I remember all my friends, whom I met on every sunrise,
“I really miss you all”, I said with tears in my eyes.
Submitted by Shivani.