+35When you remember the old times,
and you cry at nights…
When you miss your school days,
those laughs n those fights…
First thing that hits you in mind,
Is that you will turn back time…
Just live those moments again,
and everything will be fine…
but the next thought that hits you,
is that everything is a mess…
You just cant make it happen again,
and you feel so HELPLESS
This poem was written/submitted by Namit Hans.
Category: Graduation Poems
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nice and very interesting……with nice thoughts….
nyc one….
diz iz xactly wat i feel sumtymz…
it’s a really nice poem….:)
indeed, very touching..!!
very well written…
That is a nice poem. It reminds me of my graduation