In the end ..

I have a dream..

The place was so glee...

Where troubles forever flee..

Where everyone was good at heart...

Where relations never fell apart..

We shared everything ...

Worse or good..

Purse or food...

We were taught manners..

And to climb up ladders...

Caught in every lil trouble..

Walked through every lil pebble...

Where we sharpened our mind..

Where we met people of every kind...

Where although we lost..

We never were defeated...

We learned to forgive..

But ofcourse not to forget...

We moved up in calibre..

Far away from each other...

We miss those days..

More than yesterday...

Lesser than tomorrow..

The passing days are mighty blows..

So far yet so close...

For all the ways we cared..

For all the things we shared...

Take me back in time..

These days are not worth a dime...

Words flow just like a stream..

Even today I have that dream...

And now I stand in the end..

Wishing life never took that bend..

vignesh.. :)

(I hope)