Bittersweet Home

Home of bittersweet memories; 

of paralleled joy and sorrow

Sometimes like bitter leaves

With anxiety and fear every morning

Greeting me with punishment and assignments

Sweeter than honey, or sugarcane perhaps

Days of learning, sharing, caring, and friendship

You are a home of discipline; 

Sometimes I felt like quitting you 

But then, what will the future entail 

Without your morals?

Today, I bid you farewell

With music, drums, and cheerful excitement 

Lurking around your atmosphere in its entirety

I, with my proudly worn gown 

Standing ten-toes amidst my mates 

Who’ve travelled this journey with me

Its sharp turns, edges, and thorns

Tears of joy in our eyes

As the Principal announces us as graduates

Finally set free to the world 

To begin a new journey; an evolution

Of becoming graduates from undergraduates.

About the writer

Amirah Abdulrahman is a young budding writer, she can be reached via WhatsApp: 09030560141