If you notice me offline its probably because im either working, at school, or just staring at the ceiling or reading
In the halls, the echoes linger,
Whispers woven through the air,
A symphony of youthful fervor,
And dreams that dare to wander where.
Desks, like cliffs, hold lofty thoughts,
While silent battles rage within,
A quest for knowledge, won or lost,
Each heart a fort, each soul a skin.
The bell, a herald of the day’s parade,
Marks the rhythm of a life rehearsed,
With backpacks heavy, hopes displayed,
In notebooks, where ambition’s cursed.
Cafeteria laughter dances light,
Yet shadows pool in corners found,
A hunger more than food’s delight,
Where fitting in becomes profound.
The sharp quill of a teacher’s gaze,
Carves knowledge deep, a whetted knife,
Yet stings at dreams, the hollow maze,
Where grades define a fractured life.
But in the corners, friendships bloom,
A soft embrace, a shared refrain,
Through whispered secrets in the gloom,
They stitch together joy and pain.
Oh, the library’s silent storms,
Where pages turn with gentle grace,
Each word a world, a form that warms,
Yet solitude, a common place.
And so, we chase the fleeting hour,
A race against the ticking clock,
With hearts aflame, like budding flowers,
Yet tethered still to heavy rock.
For some, the path is paved with ease,
While others stumble, lost in thought,
The weight of dreams, a daunting breeze,
Each locked door a battle fought.
And yet, within these walls of fate,
Resilience whispers, daring bold,
Through trial’s fire, we gravitate,
To stories yet unspooled, untold.
So let us honor what we’ve seen,
The laughter, tears, the weight of grace,
For in this school, we’ve grown between
The lessons learned, the dreams we chase.
We stand upon the edge of dawn,
With futures bright and shadows past,
In the crucible of childhood drawn,
A timeless lesson, built to last.
And when the final bell does toll,
We carry forth, the brave and free,
For school’s true gift, a forged soul,
That breaks the chains, that dares to be.
- Author: unknownfemalepoet ( Offline)
- Published: October 4th, 2024 15:30
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
Comments1
I like it.✨❤️
thanks..
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