School Days

Whenever we went, we thought we don't,
We cried for that and said I won't.
But I remember those nights, those days
That were happy and came to our ways.

We studied and played and danced,
And there were traces of romance.
So beautiful were those days, That came to our ways.

During exams we did cheating,
Than we had meeting.
I got that wrong and that right,
And it was all beautiful and bright.

There were activities like elocution,
We stood in queue for selection.
These were the past days ,
That came to our ways.

Sometimes happy ,Sometimes sad,
But those were not bad.
Some passed and some failed,
But I cannot forget those days,
That came to our ways.

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