Ode To Teacher
I opened my eyes and found a teacher,
When I was an infant not a child,
Nobody else, but that was my mother,
Who empowered my body that was mild,
Taught to be restless till achieving goal,
Her teachings showed me how to talk,
And how to pacify an uncomfort soul,
And holding father's finger, I leant to walk.
In this running life there is a person,
Like us, circumstances does he face,
But shows the way that perfect one,
And his thoughts soar near blue surface,
His torch is knowledge and he leads the way,
The whole universe in his eyes we see,
Who makes us valuable like potter to lie clay,
An ocean is he, and a few drops are we.
A worthy teacher is like a shelter,
That he saves us from the pathos,
And his magic voice does our way alter,
Where we find only rose and rose.
More splendid seat if we achieve,
Or attain much higher status,
He praises us but doesn't grieve,
He is glad on our success and pat us.
His love and kindness I can't measure,
Like limitless sky and countless stars,
For his pupil he sacrifices his pleasure,
Like themselves soldiers in the wars,
Sun like my teachers in the sky does shine,
And we're standing in the single line,
To be inspired by his knowledge rays,
Which lead us to our successful ways.
05/09/07
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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The Poet And The Sun ~ 1
Far from us thou shining in the sky,
Thy golden rays wake up early in the morn,
And convince the birds hopeful singing fly,
Meadow is thy owed and too greenw wood,
Cause source art thou truely of their food.
To the whole universe is expended, O, thy empire,
Thy impact lies in the ocean and on the land,
And thy reflection is also there on the sand,
All are effected by thee, pray to be and aspire,
None is able seeing boldly thee face to face,
Who empowered thee? O splendour of blue surface!
O, who gave thee power in sky to shine?
The moon and stars are standing in single line,
To be inspired by thy powerful, golden rays,
Which lead them to their bright ways,
O, gold like sun! Tell us who gave thee might?
We wish to be thee being in dark night.
O, ever we would be shining on the earth like thee,
In our hands were there mounts, lands and sea,
The sky was in our favour and clay with us glee,
And our empire was stretched to where you can see,
But, what misdeed we commit or did anything loss?
For what the whole universe is with us cross.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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for My Teacher
I knew I was alive, ‘cause I felt myself breathing
I knew I could walk, ‘cause I saw my legs moving
I knew I had feelings, ‘cause I could pity myself so much
For everything I was doing, I had done,
I would do that wouldn’t matter as such.
And then you came, my teacher
Introduced myself to me
Showed me, like every creature,
How different I could be.
And made me feel special
No cursed any more,
Believe in the power of my dreams
The limitless potential in my core.
Life, black and plain white
That used to be
Now with your eyes
I could see the red, the blue and the green.
And you taught not just “ABC”
But also the perspective with which the world to see
And you taught not just “123”
But also the ways to set ourselves free.
I don’t just breathe now teacher, I live.
I don’t just walk now teacher,
I run for my wants.
I don’t pity myself anymore teacher,
I’m proud of myself.
I don’t just respect you teacher,
I owe myself to you…….
poem by Jaya Mishra
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Two birds on the same tree
Two birds rest on the same tree;
their eyes are bright;
they look alike; yet one
is the Teacher; one the Student;
the Student tastes all the many fruits
upon that tree; the Teacher sits, just watches,
filled with love and pride;
the eyes of both are bright;
when the Student has tasted all,
the Teacher asks what has been learnt; for
only the Teacher knows within their heart:
that now the Student is the teacher;
the Teacher listens as a student;
the Student speaks now as a teacher
who has learned this of themself;
the Teacher’s eyes are bright:
knowing that to live it through
shows the knowledge to be true;
the Student is teaching the Teacher now, of
how to teach; the Teacher glows to know
the Student may surpass the Teacher;
knowledge shines from both their eyes;
who is the more glorious of these two
who share both the same name?
who rejoice to need the other;
who rejoice to be the other;
now they are silent; now the tree’s rejoicing too;
Its roots above; its fruits below;
its leaves, a shelter;
its branches, home.
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[ Leaning on a poem of Kabir: Indian readers will be familiar with
'two birds in a tree' as a metaphor for acting with detachment; Kabir takes this further, into knowledge gained from wise action...]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Honored To Teacher Salah
In the hands of a gifted teacher
a classroom is a magical place
in the hands of a gifted teacher
There is a smile on each child's face
In the hands of a gifted teacher
Creative energy is everywhere
happiness and love spread all the way
god understood our thirst for knowledge,
And our need to be led..
That's why he sends us creature like this
That by being the right person at the right time
That may be enough to change someone's life
A teacher is a world by itself
That hold hope for anyone else…
A teacher is someone who could see potential
and believe in the best in others
a person that can understand you when you eyes blink
a great teacher is a person deserve to be blessed.
Mother
At first I opened my eyes and found,
A smiling, attractive and beautiful face,
Seeing her I paused my crying sound,
And began to flow on love's surface.
She empowered my body that was mild,
And for me careful by day and night,
Being suffered yet she for me smiled,
And bestowed me pleasure in every plight.
The latest and sweetest gift from heaven,
The idol of love and figure of mercy,
Like a kindness plant, flowers laden,
Whose fragrance has bestowed me decency.
I love paradise and wish to achieve,
And appreciate it more than any other,
Cause it is said and as I believe,
Paradise touches the feet of my mother.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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To my teacher...
Oh my teacher...
let me praise you,
for you sprouted me out,
from a darkened life.
Oh my teacher...
show me -
your magical spirit..
by which you made-
the darkness to light.
oh my teacher...
let me thank you...
for which you, quenched my thirst-
for knowledge.
My teacher...,
thank you...
for you took out-
words from my throat-
and you showed me to-
make finest garland,
by those words...
My teacher...
you showed me,
the stars....
pointing up the sky..,
saying 'its stars...-
..shining stars...
..glittering..., twinkling...'
My teacher...
it's because of you,
i loved butterflies...,
and green grasshoppers..!
and it's because of you..
that i have,
dreams; unending.
My teacher..
i am always
indebted....for your deeds..
for the lifeline..
which you -
in my forehead!
My teacher....,
ne'er let your lamp-
to be gone into darkness.
My teacher...
this is for you...
dedicated with..,
sincere respect.
poem by Fayeda Vanimel
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Magic In You
One will be amazed
To see the magic in you
If you have really chased
The thoughts which are true
Thoughts that your teacher taught
You long ago
Will guide you day by day
To go in the right way
Thoughts that came
During the spring of your life
Will not remain the same
Till the winter
They will refresh your heart and soul
One day you will reach to your goal
You will find something new
It will be the magic in you
poem by Nivedita Dubey
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The Teachers
The prophetic eyes of your Teacher
Could see your success in your life
Could guarantee your shining future
Could open the vistas in your life
Respect is the only thing They deserve
With witness, He is your well wisher
Your regards could make your future preserve
Aa! lead your dawns to the shinning noons through your Teachers
The things you do in life, could be more better
If you have a proper Teacher as your supporter
In front of your Teacher, for every moment,
To feather your nest, you have to ponder
God had given your future into the hands of your Teacher
You can serve Him to pick down your stars from the Heaven
A teacher who is just right
Have you had a teacher
That makes your heart glow
A teacher is wonderful
A teacher whom you feel honored to have
A teacher who you can laugh or cry with
A teacher whom you can love no matter what they do
A teacher who looks up to you when you don't know
A teacher who just seems to understand you
A teacher who you think about day and night
A teacher whom you pray for as you go to bed
A teacher who is there when need them to
Thoughts of them are always in your head
A teacher who shares with you there ups and downs
A teacher who is there for you in school
A teacher who you share all your smiles with replacing al your frowns
poem by Rosa Tenezaca
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The Power
We have the power to
To make a difference
It takes a person with courage
And determination
A leader has the power to change
And inspire others
A role model can lead and
Direct the path to success
Parents have power
Over their children
Good parents can make their
Child's life a success
A child has the power to believe
In what they want to believe in
Nobody can top them from
Fulfilling their dreams
A teacher has the power to teach
Students all that they need to learn
Only students that are determined to
Achieve will use their knowledge
A coach has the power to make
His players a team
I have the power to believe, and achieve
Anything that I put my mind to
I have the power to lead and succeed
I am a person, of courage and of power
poem by Dominique Gladney
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The Eyes Of A Child
(graham russell and ron bloom)
When you look to the past for lifes long hidden meaning
For the dreams and the plans made in your youth
Does the thrill to achieve match the warm hidden feeling
That lies so still and lives in you
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
Youve found the place to walk the path youve chosen
Youll never miss the world youve left behind
When life gives life, its happiness unbroken
When you give love, its love youll find
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child
song performed by by Air Supply
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Rip to my Sharon
Our father that's in heaven
who bless a daughter and placed her in our presents to teacher her in the way that she should go so when she grows up she wouldn't for get the word that was told
I realize you are the potter and we are the clay, and what ever was said and said and done you have the last say.........
Remember the face remember the fun times we shared and tears that was shared on one another on one anthers shoulders. Now you specking what ever on your mind but I relized that was you, and that was quite find. You were keeping it real, talking about how you feel, peeling away so much you wanted to say but I didn't. And I realize now that time doesn't Waite for now body. You see allow me to hear it when I'm breathing because when my eyes are close for good you will realize so much you wanted to say but tears start to fall down from your eyes on your face and it will show that it's to late and time doesn't Waite for nobody allow me to smell my ROSE while I'm here for tomorrow no one knows it just might be to late.....rip to cuz Sharon Law.
poem by Clarence Williams
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Child And Mother
Child
Mom! Stars which lying on the sky,
Twinkling they are as they be shy,
Stare they sportive at me, it seems,
And pointing at me with their beams,
Come on friend! They invite me love laden,
Promise me to show the sights of heaven,
I must go up through the ladder of the rays,
Let me Mom, it is one of the ways,
Let me go, with stars I'll fill pocket of mine,
Half will be mine and the rest, surely thine.
Mother
O child! The stars on the black surface,
They all'll hide when the sun shows its face,
They're inviting not but play with thee,
You can't reach there what you see,
But touch the sky of the knowledge,
That you will achieve in the college,
Try not to touch, but be the star yourself,
None will be able to snatch your self,
O dear child! People who next to thee born,
They will take thee new sun in the morn.
(composed on 12.08.2008)
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Teacher Says, Teacher Goes
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
what you have done,
was clearly a mistake,
maybe it is,
time for a break.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
that you have been naughty.
That you have been quite foughty.
That you are being rude,
don't call teacher a dude.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smilies,
teacher know,
that you were making faces,
behind teachers back,
that you were throwing spitballs,
at the teacher's pet.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows.
So enough is said,
so now you know,
that whatever you do.....
Teacher says,
Teacher goes,
Teacher smilies,
Teacher knows
poem by Jasmine Aira
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A Mother
A mother shows the child the world
A mother is its world when small
A mother shows the child what's love
A mother loves her child like a doll!
A mother makes the home and bed
A mother cares for all at home
A mother trains the child to walk
And stand on own, perfectly talk.
A mother is the teacher prime
A mother moulds the character
A mother shows the child to pray
And trust the unseen God all life.
A mother is the child's best friend
A mother knows its needs and wants
A mother cares for child when sick
And feels so proud, when child achieves.
Children, thank God for a good mother
On ‘Mother's day! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-05-12
poem by John Celes
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A Little Teacher
At times a little teacher stands before me
With a smiling face.
And her sweet mouth speaks
Things I have never heard.
A cute girl of early teens,
A teacher of principles self imposed.
In her class I am the lone pupil
And she teaches me ever.
The chambers of my recollections past
Cry for a change perhaps,
My old teachers fade into oblivion
As my new teacher waits to steal in.
My learning is her choice
Though the subjects taught are none new.
No notes, no admonishing and no comparisons!
I begin to learn the mind of a growing child.
There arises only one question-
How long will she teach like this?
As she makes steps forward unto her tomorrows
I shall cease to be her pupil.
My steps are made as well
As the tomorrows won`t leave me alone.
Somewhere I may stand stranded with feeble feet
And the gale of ailments may begin to cross my frame.
Then I shall remember the lessons taught by you
My little teacher, my philosopher once
And I shall hold on to your kind love and care
Oh! My dear daughter, let us stop for now.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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In memory of a great teacher
I know not of a man better than him
a man of morals and purity
my best teacher and example in life
I love him more than myself
he taught me how to be kind
and help the poor
I can't be a bad person,
when he is my teacher
I follow him in every single act
because he is the best teacher ever
never he lied and never rebuked anyone
he called for women and human rights,
thousand years ago.
I help the orphans and support charity,
because he is my best example.
he lightens my whole life
and I'm happy for having such a precious teacher
he is a timeless teacher,
a teacher of all ages
he is prophet Mohammed peace be upon him
poem by Rehab Helmy
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A Good Education Need Of The Hour!
Education decides about the future life and work for all;
Education only helps to develop one’s life and work here.
Mere education is not passport to get job but it’s for life;
Mere education helps not to face life situation or crisis;
Common sense, presence of mind, general knowledge do!
For everything education is the base in the modern world;
Education is for freedom, development and fulfilment in life;
Education helps intellectual mind to acquire true knowledge.
Knowledge only can give power, freedom and satisfaction;
Knowledge of love, truth gives freedom to attain perfection.
Dharma is justice to live righteous life according to one’s nature;
Religion is to say about truth of God, dharma and culture to all;
Education is to help develop one’s capacity with apt knowledge
To express talent using ideas of knowledge in duty to do things
Beneficial to oneself, society to achieve joyful fulfilment in life!
Now education does not serve such purpose but crams knowledge
Incomplete just to do specialised jobs only for material benefits.
Complete knowledge makes link of science, literature and culture;
This could satisfy body, mind, heart and soul to achieve completion;
Love and knowledge make perfect to attain joy, peace, satisfaction!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Magic Is In You
Magic is in your skin I want to be in
Magic is in your eyes for you the perfect size
Magic is in everything you wear down you your underwear’s
Magic is in your touch I want you so much
Magic is in your voice that makes me loose all choice
Magic is in your look for you have me open like a book
Magic is in your lips right down to you hips
Magic is in your kiss that I do miss
Magic is in the air when you are there
Magic is in your hair for you do care
Magic is in your being for you are worth seeing
Magic is in your nose right down to your toes
Magic is in your quirkiness for you are happiness
Magic is in your walk and the way you talk
Magic is in your style and that beautiful profile
Magic is in your laughter for I’ll stay ever after
Magic is in your cheek for you make me weak
Magic is in your arms that hold me tight makes me feel all right
Magic is in your face so sweet you’re good enough to eat
Magic is in your smile for you I’d walk more than a mile
Magic is in your arms to hold that chases away the cold
Magic is in your kindness for you have taken away my sadness
Magic is in your romance for you have given me a second chance
Magic is in your bosom felt I melt
Magic is in everything you say that makes my day
Magic is in everything and everywhere because you are there
Magic is in everything for the joy you bring
Magic is in everything come what may for in your life I’ll stay
Magic is in everything for sure for you are the one I adore
Magic is in everything you do for I love you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Finding Your Real Mission Your Real Meaning
as a teacher
it is with them
your students who listen to you attentively
while you lecture
and impart your knowledge not just
in their minds
but also in their hearts
not only in their bodies
but also in their souls
deep within
it is with them
that you find the fulfillment of your mission
you find the real meaning of
your life
as they like little springs rise higher
than their source
you
the teacher happily singing
as they reach for their skies
and you the clear running river
reflects their
triumphs
on the mirror of
your waters
of a hundred watchful eyes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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