Goodbye high school.
After 5 years you had stayed with us.
And today, we have left you.
The first days of high school
were so interesting.
We had the chance to reveal our reality to many new faces which came out of the blue.
We had the audacity to make new friends like I did.
It was a new story.
But now, this story has ended after 5 years of a journey towards maturity.
Our olden days have died but leaving behind
A bunch of memories.
But a new story shall begin.
After ending the primary and high school stories, now we have come to our college story.
Meeting new faces and forgetting the old ones.
Making more friends and forgetting the painful horns which haunted you. The times when you were ignored and hated. All gone.
Before we left today, girls were crying.
Tears of their eyes told us that some hearts are soft.
Emotional talks being told to us by the head teacher. Trying to get our high school love out in front of us.
Those teachers who have put their socks on for us have helped us in many ways to pass our success in the future. Will be a miss and true.
Just now I remember when I wrote my very first poem called sunset.
It told many about the skies of colour which remind us the high school days.
“Every day, every year, the sun will remind me the high school days.
Because every student is represented in the sun’s rays.
There souls are in the sky.
That when you remember them, you’ll cry”.
Yes, this is so very true.
Yes, I really will miss this story.
Even in year’s time,
I won’t be able to resist
this sad, remembering mood.