Memories–a poem

Through the campusof staff college ,

Beneath the trees I pass,

To reach in time,

Foe manegement class.


The memories of college ,

Struck my mind;

Like a revolution,

Of cyclonic wind.


The friends ,the gossips,

The classroom heats;

Sweet-sour memories,

Of functions and treats.


The  memories of,

Sports & fetes,

Of unsolved issues,

And sweet-sour dates,


What memories are ,

When I think apart ,

These are books,magazinesor discs,

In the library of HEARTS.


We can open them up,

In the secret hours lane;

To live those forgotten,

Moments again.

                                     Dr. S B Gupta


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