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IN AWE OF YOU

A poem again, POEMS POEMS EVERYWHERE. This one perhaps is for my personal favorite.A lady who holds my complete admiration. Who was always there with us and for us. An epitome of love, care and knowledge. My favorite person indeed, SHIRIN MA'AM. Oh how much I admire her!


What if you get to know?
Those ANONYMOUS were us!
What if we tell you?
About you’re smile we always discuss.
Sitting outside the mess
Waiting to have a glance
Just to make it seem usual
We choose to prance.
Waiting for you to come
Out in the balcony
We sit on the floor
Oh! We know it’s funny…
We often peep into your class
Getting the nostalgia of the past
FO and IWAC, beautiful memories
That will forever last!
Showing you our regular work
Because we needed a reason to talk!
Be it VnR or EOD
We just wanted to stalk…
From that NUTELLA
To the prior jury warning
We are extremely thankful,
For you always answer our calling!
You observe all of us
You notice all our ways
You make sure all is well
In you our trust lays!
We often try to copy you
Try to be as patient as you
We just want to be like you,
We are all an admirer, that’s true.
We founded a new ‘ism’
Yes, we indeed formed a clan
It’s none other than “SHIRINISM”
It was just out of the blue, not a plan!
From the straight forward advice
You always give in disguise,
To the see through gaze of your eyes
As if you already know our entire lie!
The times when you were caught
By Ashwasana’s questionnaire lot.
In our minds we always thought
OMG how much patience you’ve got!
And do you remember the days of spectrum?
We were following you like sheep
Waiting for you to come
But please do not think of us as creep!
Showing you our singing expertise
Sitting outside your room
To our hearts you have all the keys
Seeing you we go wroom wroom!
Watching you in ethnic wear
For the first time!
How pretty you looked,we swear!
Hope you got the sign?
We are your religious stalkers,
Yes, we admit this in our senses!
  Sorry for always being the troublemakers
We never ever feared the consequences.
We really missed you this whole semester
Its not at all a lie please believe
We thought ourselves as disaster
Because your teachings we couldn’t receive!

We just hope you always remember us
Not as stalkers creating fuss
Standing in awe of you,thus
PLEASE MISS US!!!



































  



      










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