teen age memories at my school and class room
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Whenever i close my eyes to rest
it comes and encroaches the complete vsision
Though i've tried to change it
it's domination is great
Yes to say about it
I have to go back to my twelve
Oh! what a beautiful atmosphere to that
We,twenty enjoyed there and learnt
It was our third form in studies and opening of adolesence
My teacher 's rhyming verses and her hypnotising tone our boons
The very sweetest music of those days was the longbell and
the happiest news to us was declration of holiday
The amazing pleasure is going to other places with my father
Yes these are dominating my eye screens forever.
SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
Poetry by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
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Written on 2007-08-06 at 14:25
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A tale of my class room
A TALE OF MY CLASS ROOM=======================
Whenever i close my eyes to rest
it comes and encroaches the complete vsision
Though i've tried to change it
it's domination is great
Yes to say about it
I have to go back to my twelve
Oh! what a beautiful atmosphere to that
We,twenty enjoyed there and learnt
It was our third form in studies and opening of adolesence
My teacher 's rhyming verses and her hypnotising tone our boons
The very sweetest music of those days was the longbell and
the happiest news to us was declration of holiday
The amazing pleasure is going to other places with my father
Yes these are dominating my eye screens forever.
SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
Poetry by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
Read 490 times
Written on 2007-08-06 at 14:25
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