MY SCHOOL

MY SCHOOL

In the winter morning,
Sunlight fills the surrounding,
I stand before my school,
With reflection of memory’s ocean,
Here I studied for three years
Forty seven years back.

With the blue sky above,
I talk with my memory,
Classes are melodies
Teachers are forming body
With knowledge and dreams,
Colored throne.

Every class is branch, an arm
Of education, that gives messages
To carry echoes of mind’s search
In dream of life, grass root of
Life’s discovery, to know the world,
In the sparkle of composed journey.

Teen’s time
Teen’slove
Teen’s locus
Teen’s vision
Teen’s dream

And I am standing on the door of time.
The morning beauty we are blessed with.

Note: Picture of Tamluk Town School at Tamluk, Purba Medinipur, West Bengal, INDIA.