Class of 84

It felt nice to talk to you

Dear friend

Picking threads from the past

Thirty years unfolded

Each woven with memories

Of how our college days passed

The laughter that echoed

Down the corridors

Those times were different

Our affections sublime

We were hesitant and benign

Innocent by today’s standards

Shy!

That youth has now

Faded

And we remembered those

Who have moved to eternity

Others that have disseminated

Over the planet

Carrying legacy of the class of 84

We are now avatars

Connected

In a cyber world

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I recently spoke to an old friend from my College years, our conversation inspired this poem

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BEAUTIFUL...TO SAY THE LEAST

This poem has come directly from your heart and goes directly to the heart of the reader. Beautiful...to say the least.


Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.

Pen name:Emmenay.

Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7

Initials: M.N. Ahmed.

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Nice Reflection on Old Friends

Love the cyber world connection - nice reminiscence ( also now know what MNA stands for). ~