Leaving for home ,
Changing the tone,
Felt something was missing ,
That I got,
As if someone was lost.
For the friends i fought,
Today I had a thought,
Those were the missing ones,
Whose loyalty can be measured in tonnes.
The college galleries I traversed,
the couples equation that reversed,
those meaningless discussions,
sharing our dreams and aspirations.
The mental pressure of brutal exams,
Counting of pages to be studied with our palms,
Those cries related to the course,
Getting notes from all possible source.
Will miss those witty chats on watsapp,
And deleting the matter which we consider as crap,
Entering a new world for a bit sometime,
Where friends are secondary and family is prime.
Waiting for the time to return to the place,
Where our activities decides our grace or disgrace,
Filled up lappies at the time of leaving,
And countered friends with false weeping.
But a big bad wolf awaits before that,
That is the result of every carefree brat,
That season of marks will soon be back,
Before that let me sleep and do a bit relax.
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