All the memories are strong and sound.
The colors of life never faded,
The voices of love never fluttered,
Life then was a joy ride.
From internals to interviews,
Nicknames to black jokes,
Cultural festivals to love proposals,
Colors of holi to the sharings of sorrow,
High pitch laughs to Valentines day pranks,
And from blushes to crushes....
The memories are still intact.
Remembering those days after few years,
My eyes were filled with tears.
There is no Bob to shout, there is no Ash to rap,
Everyone now is in life's trap,
Struggling to find a way to make atleast a tap.
Life is all different now.
Looking back, we see ourselves laughing and pranking.
We were all in elation until the time of seperation,
When the time came to part, we left with a heavy heart,
And pain, we never knew until the time is through....
Memories are what all we carry in the basket of life,
Cherishing them all through the rest of our lives,
Some memories saturate but those cherished moments of college,
Will live with us forever....
The colors of life will never fade....And the voices of love will never flutter....