I entered the class Filled with screams and giggles It seems like a normal day We all wore the same uniform which We wore for a year Though the color fade, thread worn out, The ink strain from my friend in a fight It’s fully blessed with friends day out and night The tie that I forgot wear, And got punishment with tears. The shoe worn during P.T hours, Cried to me when evening pass. These things may fade but memories won’t The doodles and scribbles cover our entire school wall Our every test paper were used as rough paper It is not that we are scholars but we are the artist of our own world The teacher whom we thought we hate for next life Seems to be very close with their last words Even my eyes are wet for my enemy that I m not gono fight with him anymore The result of exam can never fear me But the day I miss my buddies can Here rings the last bell Yes! It is the day of farewell.