Your School Uniform

March 24, 2012
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I’m your school uniform
And I’m here to share my gloom!
As on this March
It’s our final march

I was untidy and folded
And a thing that you never cared
You never bothered me
To wash perfectly!

I’m like a mirror
Through which you remember
The melodious memories of your dear
Which were faint, fade and sombre

As remember this cut on me
It is remembrance of that fight
With your cohort
That sieves my face

Look at this muddy stain
It comes when someone
Either kicked a football on me
Or someone pushed into sludge

And these ink stains!
And the pen marks
All these are drawn by silly hands
In those bored lectures

I know that you think
It was kind of joy
That you all like
To enjoy as a boy

Beyond these you loved me
More than any of your costly dress
As I was the means
Which joined you with your dear ones

But yet many of them thought
Me as a restriction
As these guys are want to flaunt
The glamour of fashion

But still I have no grumble
Regarding how you treat me
Because I know the reason
To link you with your patron

But I know you won’t wear
Me anymore now
And here my role, my verve
Comes to grim reaper

But on this final stage
I like to drive my message
I felt happy when I see
You top of this universe

And Now I’m remain here
Cold Calm and lifeless
Somewhere in the corner
Of your dustbin or your wardrobe

With love and affection
I broke my pen!
To End my gloom
Your School Uniform

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