My College *#@$!

As I walked towards de college,
i hear breeze rustling leaves across de road,
fluttering in de wind....
walked past de lifeless canteen,
de long silent corridor...
with no one 2 shout....
Stand at de tree,
where a hundred love was declared and broken........
a deserted ground......
de lone hand pump......
echoing sound of someone calling from behind...
Peep into empty classes,
de same old blackboard
and de vacant back benches.....
heard someone yelling don push me over..
de never changing fragrance....
de lone shuttle court post...
where frnds rounded up...
de always locked gate.....
and de chalk markings of "Royals"....
felt like running thru de corridors...
felt like living life again...
missing de screams of joy
never thought this all will end...
Drops of tears escapes my eye.......
and falls towards de emptiness of sands,
as my mind races in thought.
Alone i stand, as i think, its all over and
only de memories of happy college life remains....

Now I understood the gr8 saying::
Memories always behave in a crazy way...
they leave u alone in a crowd..
and whn u r alone they will stand along u as a crowd ....................