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A TALE OF MY CLASS ROOM

                             A TALE OF MY CLASS ROOM

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Whenever i close my eyes  to rest

it comes and encroaches the complete vsision

Though i’ve tried to change it

it’s domination is great

Yes to say about it

I have to go back  to my twelve

Oh! what a beautiful atmosphere to that

We,twenty enjoyed  there and learnt

It was our third form  in studies and opening of adolosence

My teacher ‘s rhyming verses and her hynotising tone our boons

The very sweetest music of those days was the longbell  and

the happiest news to us was decalration of holiday

The amazing pleasure is going  to other places  with my father

Yes these are dominating my eye screens forever.

 

SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

 

— SAKTHEEE2007, Aug 03, 2007

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barbsdad2003

18 years 10 months ago

Ravi:

I delight in saying there is truly something mesmerizing about the way you turn phrases in English. Thanx again, Grandpa
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SAKTHEEE2007

18 years 10 months ago

THANKS GRANDPPPPPPA

DEAR GRANDPAAAAA, THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENT AND LOVE ON ME AND AGAIN I FELT TO PAY THANKS TO YOU FOR ADVISING ME TO EDIT MY POEM WITH TITLE OK YOU ARE RIGHT GRANDPAA