MY SECOND HOME
Not just a college, not just a name,
Dimoria to me is the living flame.
It lit my paths, when I felt lost.
Taught me value, no matter the cost.
Through silent halls and crowded days.
It shape my thoughts in countless ways.
In every steps on the dusty ground.
Dream carries without a sound.
Friends become my strength and guide.
In every fall, they stood beside.
Laughter echoes, tears were few
Yet every moments that felt so true.
Ohh... Dimoria you live in me,
In every hope and memory.
No matter where my life may roam
You always be my second home.
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Author:
Ferjohn Timung (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This short poem is specially dedicated to my college..........
- Category: Letter
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