The last day of our school


The air was filled with the sound of crying
But everything felt so silent to me.
It was quite a memorable day
But also the saddest one, I agree.
Everyone was raining tears
For probably they were seeing each other,
For the last time.
Oh! What a bliss it was
To be with the loved ones in the Tiffin time.
I silently went to my empty classroom,
Where the benches stood still, emotionless.
God gave us teachers
Who were the right definition of nobleness.
This is where I started my journey.
This is where I made memories happily.
Also here I found,
What I call 'My chosen family '.
Today I'm leaving this home.
It's the end of the golden rule.
Yes, the day has come,
"The last day of our school".

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