Teenage fun (College)

A Poem by Peter Mogba

the fun of college life and its amusement

And it came to pass
When the days our future past
Peep through our heart
Then it is time to travel to the past.
Bring me those days of our future past.

It was just yesterday
When we were taken in like stray
At first some moody
While some happy.
Bring me those days of future past.

Fate has made our path crossed
Either direct or indirectly touched
With the evolvement of time
We may meet again and dine
Though our paths may be gloomy
While some shiny
All i need is those old days
When we were partners in crimes
Running and dancing in the rains
The jest we made out of teachers
The unity in diversity
No one is with such modesty
Bring me those days of future past.

While some were implicit
Some were still explicit
I've gone far and near they are the best
Kudos to my classmates,
Bring me those days of future past.

The inevitable progression
Into the future with the rotation
Of present events into past
Then comes our achievements
And conclusion of our futures
All we may got left will be those pictures
We took wearing gown and cap with ropes
When death will come in such a drastic closures,
I pray to meet you all in his blossom of glories.
All i need is those days of future past.......