THOSE COLLEGES DAYS

INTO THE POEM:
This isn't one of my poem. The poem was composed by one of my closest colleagues named SARAL DAS.
The poem speaks about the our College life. Its a lucid poem with the sense of deep inner college life at our STEWART SCIENCE COLLEGE.

To gain some useful knowledge,
We made our way to the college,
We were trying our best to tackle,
Just like young ones learning how to cackle.
We came to know tat life is full of struggles,
And if we don't work hard,
We will be mere empty bubbles.






We were taught to live our dreams,
To chase it till the fast extremes.
We made new friends, We made new trends,
We hope this friendship never ends.
We left the rest, we gave our best,
Preparing ourselves to taste the test.




And those teachers whom we knew,
They were quite popular among quite few,
They helped us rectify our mistakes,
No matter how long it takes,
And when we used to bunk our classes,
Playing football and breaking glasses.




And when we used to get caught,
We utilized the plans that our Seniors taught,
We formed new friends,
And made a gang,
And the just went on bang - bang.
We sang, We danced, We clapped,
And on few occasions we were slapped.
And of all those days and those fun,
Will those days ever come?
We want some more time, some more fun,
Though we know that time and tide waits for none.






                                          -SARAL DAS.