After a long time,
Books are again mine;
In my heart my dreams fly,
But I am a bit shy;
I enter the gate,
Hope not late;
I ask for my room,
With help I find it soon…
Many new faces surround,
But with whom should I sit around;
I see a face offering me seat,
I can’t stop my feet;
The decision is mine,
Is it fine?
A teacher came,
My feeling is still same;
First day fear is a fact,
But I don’t know how to react!!!
I get inspiring sessions,
Which teach me important lessons!!!
As the day is over,
My fear goes lower;
If I feel the same next day…
How will my first day pay?
BY- Rahul Bhola
good attempt....keep it up...all the best :)
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