I am a teacher for almost two decades,
My students have created wonders and arcades.
But for me ,every teacher’s day is not just a day of getting applauded,
I do get drenched in praises,hugs and sometime tearful thanks too,
But my mission is yet not complete,
I am yet not satisfied with my achievements.
There is this child somewhere ,unlettered and uncared
Someone who is bullied,who needs to be trusted that he can face them.
A shy child lost in a crowded class,
Or someone who needs to take an off beat subject to show her real penchant.
Though I have been there to help most of them ,when they need,
But there are some ,who hate me too almost.
The day i breathe my last,I want to think of all those lovely faces,
My light may be fading ,but my soul will carry with it their love and its traces.
4 thoughts on “Another teacher’s day just passed by…”
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
An interesting and engaging confessional poem.
A candid and heartfelt poem.
Dedication to teaching at its highest level! Bravo!
Heartfelt; Good one indeed.