Poems
The last page of my notebook…
A place where I check
whether my pen is working or not
A place where I calculate
the percentage out of the marks I got
The last page of my notebook…
A place where I play the game
of flames with my secret crush’s name
Then strike it off so that no one sees
and not giving a chance for my best friend to tease
The last page of my notebook…
A place where I chat
with my friend when the class is going on
Unable to listen
the boring lecture going on since morn
The last page of my notebook…
A place where I note
important questions for the upcoming exam
A place where I scribble
random things or even try drawing the funny face of Ma’am
The last page of my notebook…
A place where I write
beautiful lines of my favorite song
A place where me and my friend play
tic-tac-toe with marks of right and wrong
The last pages of our notebooks…
aren’t just pages, They are much more…
They are precious diaries…
where we unknowingly treasure our teenage memories…
This lovely poem curated from the web.