The last page of our notebooks...
A place where we check
whether our pen is working or not
A place where we calculate
the percentage out of the marks we gotThe last page of our notebook...
A place where we play the game
of flames with our secret crush's name
Then strike it off so that no one sees and not giving a chance for our best friend to teaseThe last page of our notebook...
A place where we chat with our friend when the class is going on
Unable to listen the boring lecture going on since morningThe last page of our notebook...
A place where we note important questions for the upcoming exam
A place where we scribble
random things or even try drawing the funny face of Ma'amThe last page of our notebook...
A place where we write
beautiful lines of our favourite song
A place where we and our friends play tic-tac-toe with marks of right and wrongThe last pages of our notebooks...
Aren't just pages, They are much more...They are precious diaries...
where we unknowingly treasure our teenage memories..-------------------------------
Love,
~Nirami ♥
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Words From A Writer's Soul
Short StoryIf falling for you is what people call lust then I am in love with this love called lust! -Nirami ❤ • Earlier known as 'The Scribbler' • Highest ranking:- #54 in poetry on 03/05/2017