The poet expresses sadness at graduating from engineering school and leaving behind friends. Over four years of studying cement, dams, piers, and other structures, the poet and their classmates experienced both happy and difficult times. While the journey to becoming an engineer was unclear at first, they now must depart to begin their careers, missing the lectures and classmates that will remain in their memories forever. The poet reflects on the fleeting nature of their time in school and the uncertainty of the future as an engineer without close friends nearby for support.
The poet expresses sadness at graduating from engineering school and leaving behind friends. Over four years of studying cement, dams, piers, and other structures, the poet and their classmates experienced both happy and difficult times. While the journey to becoming an engineer was unclear at first, they now must depart to begin their careers, missing the lectures and classmates that will remain in their memories forever. The poet reflects on the fleeting nature of their time in school and the uncertainty of the future as an engineer without close friends nearby for support.
The poet expresses sadness at graduating from engineering school and leaving behind friends. Over four years of studying cement, dams, piers, and other structures, the poet and their classmates experienced both happy and difficult times. While the journey to becoming an engineer was unclear at first, they now must depart to begin their careers, missing the lectures and classmates that will remain in their memories forever. The poet reflects on the fleeting nature of their time in school and the uncertainty of the future as an engineer without close friends nearby for support.
Hello, all my lovely dears... Now We have our eyes full of tears... Because we will not be again here...
There lies a fear in our mind...
Now going towards challenging career... That journey seems not to be clear... Now all my friends will not be near... And somehow again our eyes had tears...
Though it was phase of only 4 years...
That road was sometimes full of cheers... And sometimes with wear and tears... From cement to dam and dam to peir and peir to wier and wier to shear and shear to tear... We all now will called as an engineer’s...
Now there will no one to aspire...
Eyes will always search friends who will again admire... But now this time turns in ashes due to fire... And this time somehow will get expired... And though eyes still have some tears...
Without friend all happiness will seem weird...
Missing those lectures of beams, slab & cantilevers, water & hydro... Sadly all those lecture will now not held ever... Those classroom memories will be with us forever... And with tears, that engineer somehow got disappeared...
NAME: DHARMKUMAR SHIHORA
ENROLMENT NO.: 180420748004 YEAR/SEM: 2nd Year/ 3rd Semester DEPARTMENT: CIVIL ENGINEERING DEPARTMENT COURSE: ME TOWN AND COUNTRY PLANNING