School (by Ankith Rudresh)

In the halls of knowledge, where dreams take flight,

Where young minds bloom, bathed in golden light,

A symphony of wisdom, echoing through,

This sacred space, where dreams come true.

Here, we gather, seekers of truth,

In the pursuit of knowledge and all its worth,

Teachers and students, hand in hand,

Learning and growing, a united band.

In classrooms alive with curiosity's fire,

Where questions spark and minds inspire,

The pages turn, as stories unfold,

A world of wonders, waiting to be told.

From math to science, art to history,

Each subject a gateway to endless discovery,

With every lesson, a seed is sown,

In the fertile soil of minds yet unknown.

In the playground's laughter, friendships are forged,

In every game played and victory scored,

We learn the lessons that can't be taught,

Through bonds of friendship, dearly sought.

In the hallowed halls of this institution,

We find our purpose, our true contribution,

For in this school, we are taught to believe,

That we can achieve, and dreams can be seized.

To the brilliance and spirit within our tent,

May these words inspire, and hearts ignite,

As we journey together, towards infinite heights.