I composed this little poem to venerate my school Royal college.Recently Royal celebrates her 175years of exellence,i have been moulded by her great spirit.Mother Royal encouraged me to be a liberlal minded person.I went to that great school as a nobody but today I am a somebody due to her innefable glory....ROYAL PRIMUS INTER PARES[Royal first among equals]
Hymn to my Alma mater
As I walk across this empty hall
I look back, count my last steps in this school, my sanctuary.
I’ve walked this path many times, but it’s different now.
With each step, each echo…
I leave here a memory, a laugh, a cry, a part of myself.
I feel empty, as I pour out my feelings.
A last reminisce, a last cry, and finally,
A smile.
As I open the door, I pause for one more moment.
And I think to myself…
I’m going to start anew, fresh, another beginning.
I’m going to right my wrongs,
And become a better person.
As this chapter of my life comes to an end,
As this last teardropp falls,
As this last step is taken,
As this smile fades away,
I promise myself this:
I always and forever will be
A man of books and deeds...........!
Oh, mother Royal.,
I venerate thee.......................1
This is beautifully written, Punsara. Your school has certainly equipped you to share your ideas and gratitude with confidence and a most lyrical use of language. Look forward to reading more of your work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A poem to be proud of Punsara and I love the honesty and the bittersweet feelings your images evoke. A beautiful tribute indeed to Alma mater.
A lovely tribute to your school with an added wistful touch!!
a nice poem on your school as you take your first steps towards independence, Punsara...
A worthy tribute indeed Punsara - and a fine verse which leaves a wisftful feel with the reader but positive too with hope of good things to come . I especially enjoyed the final four lines. Well written.
Great tribute to your Alma Mater...
Wowww, you have composed this poem from the depth of your soul. I can feel your passionate love for your school shining through this poem. I guess both of us must salute her for taking us thus far in life, and also our most beloved Sharmen Wijesinghe. Ha haaa.. This is nice.