Behind the books, under the bed

On the window pane, over the shed

Under the pillow, still stays

My memory of old days

 

Days when we were seen

In the college canteen

Days when we said something

Other than what we mean

 

Near to the café, where we gather

In either hot summers or chilling weather

Over a cup of coffee that we sip

That gang of friends with lots of gossip

 

My memory lies in the theatre

Where we gather all together

Watching the movie, sharing the joy

Coming back late night

And making parents annoyed

 

The days when I met

My first love of teenage

While chatting on Internet

We roamed together in the city

That time was so pretty

 

The days when I held her hand

In together we stand

Staring each other’s eyes

As in this love

Ready to make every sacrifice

 

Exams when we studied hard

And prayed to God

For a nice reward

Planning everyday new thoughts

Sometimes faith on cheating notes

 

The days when alone

We talked on phone

From dusk till dawn

To someone I suppose

To my heart, very close

 

Forgetting every tension

Of the coming life

Thinking anyhow

We would survive

 

Living for chills, and trends

Adding spice to life with friends

Thinking no one can make us stop

One day we would reach to the top

 

Like the eternal shining sunrays

Are those unforgettable fine days

The days of love and fun,

Running without destination

 

The days of hope and sorrow

Feeling good for coming tomorrow

The days of friendship and sacrifice

The days of clear blue skies

 

Behind the books, under the bed

On the window pane, over the shed

Lying in my room, that cricket bat

Those days I can never forget