Epiphany
Take my hand and walk with me,
Trodding upon the autumn leaves.
Pause in front of an abandoned house,
Admire its chipped paint and overgrown vines.
Then walk through its open doors and enter a wonderland,
Discover new things, left behind.
A desk overflowing with test papers,
And another with scattered stationery.
The hall is a palette of colours,
The walls, a collection of fame.
Trophies and medals, all screaming victory,
Lab equipment seen in its adventurous glory.
Then we see the canteen with lunch boxes, all empty,
And a cute cat, strolling by.
As we reach to the exit, music overflows,
And fills the air with the fragrance of joys and sorrows.
Voices cheering on each other,
And some uttering farewells.
Showers of confetti and glitter on our last step out;
Ahead of us, another new world, waiting to be conquered.
Smiling through the tears we look back — Oh! how we've grown —
And realise, love, indeed, transforms a house into a home!
I had a lot to say and write,
But I hope this poem will suffice.
Because scary aren't the goodbyes,
'Cause they mean, "Take care, till we meet again!"
The people I've met here will forever be gems of that part of my life, in which I've transitioned from a teen to a young adult.
Every teacher, every friend, have been helpful and godsent lessons in life.
To my juniors, take life as it comes, but leave a path behind.
And never forget to be kind, it'll come back to you in unknown ways.
And to my batchmates, let's continue to become better versions of ourselves while learning to love ourselves.
Because we've learnt the hard way that people's opinions should never alter how we see ourselves!
To my lecturers, I wish there was a phrase stronger and more meaningful than "Thank You"
But nonetheless, I'd want you to know that you've helped us bloom and encouraged us to do things we never thought we could do!
May Allah keep us the same, all tied together with the bond of love and keep us safe, especially in the current situation of the world!
- Tahreen Fatima (BtCFs)
