Down the memory lane
‘Down the memory lane’
- Ramesh Iyengar
Dear School
Days in swift away flee
Another zodiac gone through we.
As haste as shooting star
vanishing yet, leaving no scar.
Ah, my alma mater!
My light! My lamp so bright.
Fine memories of era sweet.
Fun and frolic in complete.
These long corridors will do echo
whispers and clamours here we do.
Our preceptors like candles melt
which I wonder we hardly felt.
Ah, how charming!
The exam blues. The lush lawns.
Misty milieu. Mysterious lessons.
Damp slopes. Muddy fields.
A wet sky on a rainy night.
The woods that make one affright.
The toll of the bell
striking at heart awful.
Ah, my step-mom!
Who cares as thee so gentle? !
These legends my song will tell.
Ramesh Iyengar
‘Down the memory lane’
- Ramesh Iyengar
Dear School
Days in swift away flee
Another zodiac gone through we.
As haste as shooting star
vanishing yet, leaving no scar.
Ah, my alma mater!
My light! My lamp so bright.
Fine memories of era sweet.
Fun and frolic in complete.
These long corridors will do echo
whispers and clamours here we do.
Our preceptors like candles melt
which I wonder we hardly felt.
Ah, how charming!
The exam blues. The lush lawns.
Misty milieu. Mysterious lessons.
Damp slopes. Muddy fields.
A wet sky on a rainy night.
The woods that make one affright.
The toll of the bell
striking at heart awful.
Ah, my step-mom!
Who cares as thee so gentle? !
These legends my song will tell.
Ramesh Iyengar
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