Senior Year
High school life is not forever
It has to be enjoyed however
All happy moments under one shed
No idea how future will be led
It is going to be sad and emotional
This is going to be very natural
The happy moments may emerge on memory lane
We may be going away from school by land or plane
We need to adjust with new challenges
We are not sure whether will be able to manage
It has to be shared on larger platform
We need to go alone and warm
We can’t roam freely and run around
Something new has to be found
It may not look sound
We got to adhere to and are bound
We need worry a lot
We have learn and simply may not be caught
The life had been nice and full of ups and down
It was best even known in the town
We will be permanently separated
The icident will always be related
We may enjoy when slightly occur in mind
The joy will always be there to find
The road is wide open to march on
Many hurdles to be crossed over and won
New adventure to be explored and exploited
Not a single second is to be waited
I had bright yesterday
Tomorrow may provide me fine way
It will give new prosperous opportunity
Life may go on with its continuity
We will set in new big world
The relation may develop very hot and cold
We will stand fast and remain bold
We shall bar the sufferings untold
We will go out from school as seniors
Our place may be taken over by juniors
No one may be called inferior or superior
Everybody has proved good fighter and warrior
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A senior year
Time has passed like rain
We had lot more to gain
It was nice time in school
We were maulded intellegent from fool
So much to think and focus on future
It is senior year and lie is to be made sure
Summer has ended in good spell
We are all fine mood and well
It is time to enjoy
To make it memorable and full of joy
Time and tide wait for none
This is realized by everyone
High school life is not forever
It has to be enjoyed however
All happy moments under one shed
No idea how future will be led
It is going to be sad and emotional
This is going to be very natural
The happy mometns may emerge on memory lane
We may be going away from school by land or plane
We need to adjust with new challenges
Wr are not sure wheather will be able to manage
It has to be shared on larger platform
We need to go alone and warm
We can’t roam freely and run around
Something new has to be found
It may not look sound
We got to adhere to and are bound
We need worry a lot
We have learnt and simply may not be caught
The life had been nice and full of ups and down
It was best even known in the town
We will be permanently separated
The incicences will always be related
We may enjoy when slightly occur in mind
The joy will always be there to find
The road is wide open to march on
Many hrdles to be crossed over and won
New avanues to be explored and exploited
Not a single second is to be waited
I had bright yesterday
Tomorrow may provide me fine way
It will give new prosperous opportunity
Life may go on with its continuity
We will set in new big world
The relation may develop very hot and cold
We will stand fast and remain bold
We shall bar the sufferings untold
We will go out from school as seniors
Our place may be taken over b y out juniors
No one may be called inferior or superior
Ecverybody has proved good fighter and warrior
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A school life
The weather can be totally unpredictable
The human tendency like it is not at all acceptable
The rain is our main source of inspiration
We welcome it in its complete duration
There is tremendous change with the arrival of season
Initial days are quite enjoyed with good reasons
The children too like their initial school days
The parent to find good hope with rays
The school transform the character of child
They learn the basic elements and remain mild
They have innocence but do not act as fool
They learn a lot so long as they remain in school
It is lot more to gain and act
This is most unforgettable fact
It is always remembered in spare days
As it has taught us in many ways
There is enough time to focus on future
The last year shapes destiny and makes it sure
The time is approaching near to give farewell
Everybody is in fine mood to remember it well
The last moments are full of joy
They make it memorable and enjoy
The time and tide waits for none
The saying is well remembered by everyone
The school days are not forever
It has brief spell but to be spent there however
The long association makes them little upset
But the day for for departure is already set
It is natural to feel pain in separation
Everybody become so much emotional
So many incidences emerge in memory lane
As they have decided to leave the school by bus or plane
It may be altogether new experience
Now they have responsibility and enough sense
They may remain busy after leaving the busy life
The teacher has always remained them about edge of knife
They are needing good advice and direction
Whole future depends upon their action
The school platform has limited role
They may have to adjust with different poles
As the days are nearing to depart
They slowly gather to celebrate it in part
They may freely move and try to find
They will be out soon for the new world to find
It may be worrying them a lot
They fear fear and would not want to be caught
The life has become full of ups and down
Now they have to share the burden and own
Time may come soon to be separated
It will become past to be only related
It will remain as lost memory in one corner
They part of new life later or sooner
The path lay wide open to march
No one may lead you with torch
You were ably guided here by teacher
There you will be with respectable sirs
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Higher Education...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
The School Of Life
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
The School Of Life...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
See the God in child
“You can see the God in child” goes the saying
No one disputes the theory or denying
I too hold the same views and fall for same
As I have come out it recently and still bear childish name
I used to be very adamant and roll over on ground
I may demand anything if any thing new was seen or found
It was met by family members as I was only one in family
They would even listen carefully to every demand and meet happily
This may be the only reason that child is seen as exact replica of divinity
The innocence is seen in every demand and they would like its continuity
They will refuse for nothing and even go on accommodating more and more
Such treatment is never heard of any stage if not expected or called for
The childhood friendship is retained for longer duration
As it is interwoven with sweet memory with all the citation
You would happily narrate the childhood incidences
In the big seminars, religious gatherings or even while at the dances
Playing with toys and snatching it forcefully gives immense joy
Every child is remembering those happy moments and enjoy
They would always want that their friendship remains till the end
They will quarrel, mix again and sometimes apologize to mend
As child there was lots fun to share and run in any direction
You will never be scold even if found guilty with action
Even if with reverse remarks in the progress card
You were advised to learn more and positively look forward
We would then play with toys and make some fun
on little excitement or quarrel they will try to go away or run
In school also some of the boys were very nice and intelligent
they will make it all the more live by their funny comments
Some of the best moments may remain in memory till the last
The past days activities may develop on the screen very fast
It may form the source of strength as you may memorize it often
That may form the base of your future development even
They will develop such an intimacy that it may be very hard to forget
Those shared moments of grief, enjoyment and play may be interwoven in format
Even in later stage if friend is met somewhere those memories may give little surprise
Some may of them be leading comfortable life but this element will definitely comprise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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De Rong Song
Your house is
Falling down
Around
Your
Feet,
And you got
Nought
To eat,
Don't worry
Be happy.
Your fish
Have drowned
You wear
A frown,
You search
But you don't
Own a pound,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You ain't got
Nowhere to
Play,
Just balconies
And
Motorways,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You meet
Someone
You really like,
They tell you to
Get on your bike,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You're on your bike
And all is fine,
You get caught
In a washing line,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You go to school
The school is
Gone,
The Government
Put pressure on,
Don't worry
Be happy.
Your tea is
Dry
Your ice is
Hot,
Your head is
Tied up in a
Not,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You worry
Because
You're hurrying,
And hurry
Because
You're worrying,
Don't happy
Be worried.
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Moments after
Who know what will happen moment after?
Cries may be all over after day of joy and laughter
Destruction all over and mass slaughter
When hate spreads its wings and revenge there after
No one knows what is likely to take place
There may not be any body to offer solace
Better to prepare for worst to follow
Not let up or uncertainty allow
Who ever is alert is bound to succeed?
Careful planning cautiously proceed
May not yield what is expected
Danger may not take over as suspected
Half way is through if alertness is there
Easy solution and path way clear
Full confidence without any fear
Mental preparedness for hardship to bear
Life is full of uncertainty
No one is sure of its continuity
Happy moments should he shared fully
Life may believed in sense truly
“Leave all worries to me” I shall look
Every message is thus read in book
Why worry today when He is present?
Try for best which has got His consent
Life is continuity and noble mission
Needs some divine blessings with submission?
May be there lapses and emission with omission
Still lot of joy left with clear position
It may happen at destined hour
Nothing will be left to claim mine or your
This is one of simplest philosophy of life
Situation is not bad and time is ripe
Moments after and moments now
Hangs a balance for to act and how
If we can understand and manage
Road is open with clear message
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Those That I Went To School With
Some of them with the departed and the others growing old and gray
Those that I went to school with in the long gone yesterday
From the boys and girls I went to school with many years before I reached my prime
I am separated by distance and by long years of time.
Some of them live far distant from Hibernia's windswept shore
And from the Town in View of Clara hill overlooking Claramore
And some of them remained in Duhallow married and there raised their family
And some of them remained unattached single and fancy free.
Most of those I went to school with I have not seen for years
And for the past and for what has been I've shed nostalgic tears
Like every other migrant for the past forever gone
But the present is what matters and we keep on keeping on.
Of those I went to school with good memories I retain
Though most of them I realize I will never meet again
We've gone our separate ways in life but memories of them I do recall
And happy memories of what was the best memories of all.
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The Last Day Of School
At last the big day has come
Happy times for most but sad days for some
A big new adventure awaits in September
My girl is hoping to be a school choir member
Fond memories fill the childrens heads
Parents write about it in discussion forum threads
School T-shirts emblazoned with the names of good mates
Walking, running, skipping through the school gates
Six weeks off, I think I'll tear out my hair
What to do in that time with them causes stress and despair
Teachers say their goodbyes and prepare for next year
Imparting wisdom and guidance without any fear
The last day has more meaning for those moving school
From infants to juniors to high - wow thats so cool
Some say school days are the best of your life
But now my best are every one spent with my good lady wife
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A worth living
Lif e is full of adventure
There lay our future
We must have some means and ways
Ot definitelely shows and paves
We mave some problems with the present
So many things in life may be felt as absent
But this is temporary phase and would disapapear
It should grip our mind with fear
We must have some stake
It should make you you strong but should not break
It is also not like sweet cake
We should live alert and awakae
It can not be lived with ideals
The aim and goal must be real
You got to be practcal and wise
As it is full of promise
You may find many changes
You will have to adjust and manage
Friends may not remain friend
You have to find logical end
You have ability to lead
The aim must be clearly read
It may earn you bread and means
You msut go out for clear win
Every one tries for better prospectus
This process has to remain continous
The life may prove erronous
But you have to prove the onus
You must pick the positive hints
Try to find new and leave behind some prints
It may help you at some points
Somewhere you may break and somehwere able to joint
Life is worth living
It has lead us into believing
It has purpose and definte message
We must un derstand pick from the page
There is absolutely no harm
Try to maintain relation good and warm
It msut be always full of enthisiasm
It should never be taken over by passism
Love to live and enjoy the moments
It hardly needs explanation or comments
One has to make it simply beautiful
Only joy and enjoyment should be full
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Too much!
Fifteen years old we are
Freshmen year is on the way
Excited all the day
First day came
And it is the school's blame
Because school wasn't the same
High school, have to be adventurous
But we became so furious
Too much pressure they put on us
From the first Day
Fun, i wouldn't say
Medical college they think we are in
Hey! , Back to reality
This isn't our ability
Doctors, we are not going to be
We are in high school, if you can see? !
Enjoy life, we want
Too much pressure we can't stand
Teenagers we are
Hey! , we can't even drive a car
Too much pressure
We can't measure
Life we need to Enjoy
To fi full our minds with Joy. :)
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Not forgotten
Why is it so that some faces are not forgotten?
Why that is our heart is all of sudden melt and get stolen?
Why we feel for someone who was nobody some days ago?
Now we concentrate all the times on it and can not let it forgo
They come and invade on our memory
Sometimes we are happy and second moments feel sorry
It adds to more tension and worry
Yet the relation has to be strengthened and but with no hurry
You have no spare moments in day time
You are seized with work sometimes
Nights are providing ample opportunity
The day time thoughts are given some leisure continuity
When you close the eyes, whole world is shut
No one is near you for anything to put
The rest and sleep may be miles away
You have no comfort or easy way
When you lay down on bed they strongly emerge
You like those moments but unable to manage
They come and pinch you to keep awake
You are lost in wonderland as everything is at stake
Same repeat scenes may go on without interruption
You are lying on bed without any discussion
You have no where to move but only to dream
You are mid sea with no life jacket to swim
Sea waves are hitting you directly
You have decided the course correctly
You may not let the memory to fade
It is so holy for you and not the trade
You hear the melodious voice
That sounds very assuring with promise
Nothing strikes your head in that presence
You sinking deep and deep with essence
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After School (Villanelles)
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
You will graduate soon but don’t forget.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Some people will deal with it with a knife,
Because they are scared to try to forget.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Others might get rich and have a good life,
But it could end up in a huge regret.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Few may stay single in Gods way of life,
They will find happiness they won’t forget
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Most have a fine job and a loving wife.
Someone to go home to and be a set
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
For you who don’t take the bad way in life,
Will be happy and never have regret.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
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In School
in school,
when i saw you
i intuited i have found
my lost world in you
i wish i could act
to be appreciated
by you in school.
in school,
it would be too sad
to narrate the ordeal
i have been through
i wonder if its best
i had met you
in the school.
in school,
though i had not said it
there has been so many ways
that i have shown it
my actions had done
whatever i wanted to say
at school.
in school,
i never thought
being in love
could take me to madness
well, it is better than
leaving me in sadness
in the school.
in school,
when i approached you
i knew i was silly
it was because
suddenly,
i forgot who i was
in school
in school,
why do you sneer
when i am near
it really breaks me
just tell me what to do
to get a room from you
in and out of school.
in school,
sometimes though it is hard
i guess i must let go
some things i wish to have
though good things also
could be found elsewhere
as it has been in school.
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Birthday... I turn sixty six
I shall silently enter sixty six
Life had tried enough for me to fix
Yes time flowed like river water
Something to seek and something to run after
What is there to celebrate?
What more is there to relate?
Except something stored in mind
Open its cap for people to find
Morning bell may ring
Birds may rise and sing
As usual with sweet voice
Not With so much fun and noise
Sun has not changed so far
Despite being miles away among stars
What could we do in our real life?
Except fearing about razor sharp knife
I know what I did in the past
There after life moved very fast
There was enough time to change and adjust
Develop love within and accord trust
I am normal man with no special liking
Some of the ideas enter and gently striking
I tune them finely and turn into verses
Some laugh with it and some really shed tears
I shall remain happy and ever smiling
Letters may pour in quantity and pilings
How shall I repay all those sentiments?
I may sincerely thank and enjoy the moment
I find myself as special animal
Might have synchronized with late arrival
Yet it was proved to be fruitful
To find among friends as very much successful
Birthdays may come and go
People must learn to live with and flow
This is opportunity given by powerful almighty
Let us resolve to make everybody happy
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A simple evening
An evening to remember and forget
All friends together and memories to let
Sitting around and gossiping of whole day
Make some news to come out of way
All funny episodes to comeon surface
Each one to narrate the speciality ofcase
How one goes ahead in private meeting?
Wht do they converse while greeting?
It is nice gathering and simple exchange
On e gets lighter by disclosing and able to manage
It is nothing but sharing of happy moments
Cutting jokes among and passing of comments
It is beautiful to share about love and pain
Nice suggestions for good harvest and rain
Spending time with would be bride
Is it not the matter of pride?
What is life actually about?
Happiness but not always fall out
Full of worries yet no sorrows
Carfyl planning about future and tomorrow
Evening is not for upsetting of events
It is right setting of happy moments
Get to gether means a lot to friends
All worries and problems come to an end
Sun might have set but for us it is sunshine
No hurry for sleep and no worry to dine
To come of worries and feel very fine
This is fine moment and live life line
Wh has the time in life to spend?
Who can take care and befriend?
Who bothers about others hardships?
When one’s own life is like aground ship
It is utilization happy bursts
It is needed and must
Nothing else will come to your rescue
If you had no plan and any other clue
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An evening to remember
An evening to remember and forget
All friends together and memories to let
Sitting around and gossiping of whole day
Make some news to come out of way
All funny episodes to comeon surface
Each one to narrate the speciality ofcase
How one goes ahead in private meeting?
Wht do they converse while greeting?
It is nice gathering and simple exchange
On e gets lighter by disclosing and able to manage
It is nothing but sharing of happy moments
Cutting jokes among and passing of comments
It is beautiful to share about love and pain
Nice suggestions for good harvest and rain
Spending time with would be bride
Is it not the matter of pride?
What is life actually about?
Happiness but not always fall out
Full of worries yet no sorrows
Carfyl planning about future and tomorrow
Evening is not for upsetting of events
It is right setting of happy moments
Get to gether means a lot to friends
All worries and problems come to an end
Sun might have set but for us it is sunshine
No hurry for sleep and no worry to dine
To come of worries and feel very fine
This is fine moment and live life line
Wh has the time in life to spend?
Who can take care and befriend?
Who bothers about others hardships?
When one’s own life is like aground ship
It is utilization happy bursts
It is needed and must
Nothing else will come to your rescue
If you had no plan and any other clue
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The Auctioneer
Hey well all right sir, open the gate
Letem out and walkem boys
Here we come with lot number twenty-nine
What are you gonna give for the little fella
Well there was a boy from arkansas who wouldnt listen to his ma
When she told him that he should go to school
Hed sneak away in the afternoon and take a walk and pretty soon
Youd find him at the local auction barn
Hed stand and listen carefully until at last he began to see
How the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
He said oh my, its do or die, Ive got to learn that auction cry
Gonna make my mark and be an auctioneer
Well the time went by and he did his best and all could see he did not jest
He practiced calling bids both night and day
Til his pappy found him behind the barn just working up an awful storm
As he tried to imitate the auctioneer
His pop said son we just cant stand to have a mediocre man
Selling things at auction using our good name
Gonna send you off to auction school and then youll be nobodys fool
And you can take your place among the best
And from that boy that went to school there grew a man who played it cool
He come back home a full fledged auctioneer
And the people would come from miles around
Just to hear him make that rhythmic sound
That filled their hearts with such a happy cheer
And his fame spread out from shore to shore
Hed all that he could do and more
He had to buy a plane to get around
Now hes the best in all the land, lets pause and give that man a hand
For hes the best of all the auctioneers
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Back to School
I can't believe it went by so fast
Now is time to go
Back to school
I'm not ready, but
I have to get through this
Another year
Filled with crazyness, funny, great, and rollercoaster ride
Time to get back to those books,
Lectures, meeting new teachers, and
Meeting new classmates
Seeing friends/or girlfriend/boyfriend
We haven't seen in while
I'm just ready for another year
Now is time to go
Back to school
This last thing I want to thing about
Why can't summer last forever
Well life goes in circle
Good things have to come too end eventually
Get ready to see school again
I hope I can remember where things are,
It been almost three months
Time to get through seven hours of schools
Even through I hate school I need it
Back to school
Once again with fun, excited, bored, happy and all kind emotions
You feel happen in everday of your life at school
Some of us will the butterflies, but as days go by
You be calm and get used to class, people, your teacher and school again
You be ok
Everday is brand new day
Don't stress out and take a deep breath
Have fun and enjoy
It goes by fast before you know its over
There so much memories you won't forget
Back to school
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