"four years passed"

On the roof top tonight
we mournfully celebrate.
With the smoke rising
from our breath, of
tobacco burning at
the tip and all the glasses
of loneliness filled to
brim with liquor of
friendship.

Through this mist i
peep into this dark night.
Only to see our days
twinkling in those blur stars.
All friends as we sit not a
word to utter, lost in this
night all those songs we sang,
all moves we danced,
even tears all dried out.

Tonight we recall in our eyes
how we came alone to this moor,
we became friends once and
vowed to live in it forever.
These four years, how we climbed
hills of laws, theories and principles.
Crossed the vallies of
experiments and experiences.
Plunged into murky waters
of uncertainty, instability and
complete jeopardy.
Again we flew up into sky
of superstitious affairs.
We engineered it all and
we survived this quagmire.

But then where, where to
begin this end.
Its only now, let me sing
the pebbles of glory we
gathered, all balls we
played. Over that green
field lets scatter them all.
To those strings we
plucked and drums that
rolled, the waves we created
let them mingle in the wind.

Where... !, i ask where
are the laughters and
giggles that echoed,
in classrooms and halls
and corridors, yes all
vanished into these walls forever.

Like all Illiads and Odysseys,
our legacy in hands of time
tonight we offer.
We know tomorrow maybe
brighter, yet much more
lonely it shall be.