Tuesday, May 22, 2007

poem after the tour

The Exalted Trip

Sighs after the tingling exams,
Time for the bouncy freak-out,
We planned for a distant ride,
To scoot away from the haunting hell!

The ride went on…and on and on,
We danced on the way and flew in the air,
We threw ourselves everywhere,
To hold our teachers breathe!

The ride did soon come to a halt,
It was time for howl and shout,
Getting ready for a real knock,
Night party and the shopping shot!

We held our arms and felt the warmth,
Our souls did greet and a tear to drop,
We tied our hands and took an oath,
We’ll stand together and fight it out!
-Manoj Kelath

1 comment:

  1. hmm!!! manoje,i didn't know that you are a junior shakespeare.Very nice.

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