Reflection 0.5
there is always this
unspeakable happiness when
after the day
you have inculcated some ideas
to the young minds
honing them
hoping that they shall find
themselves in greater heights
that they shall rise above
the sources of
their inferior beings
that as students soon they shall
realize that they can be much
better than you
their mentor
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poetry In Us
it is not
in the metaphors that
we invent from
day to day
those that we see
in things that
we dress for ourselves
those that we
think can speak what is
unspeakable in
our beings
which in any way no matter
what we do
remain unspeakable
because they are.
the poetry in us
is not the poem.
do not ask me
it is nothing.l
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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'Why are you so different, Socrates, from your peers? '
Because, unlike most, I know I nothing know.'
Ideas abound in the minds of men, although
Few realize they are mere ideas.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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And, I may add, from what totally unexpected sources come many of those who from the comparatively modest beginning in the chorus rise to the heights of really great achievement in the theatrical profession.
quote by Florenz Ziegfeld
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Sonnet: Students’ Duty to Teachers...
Most teachers share knowledge with students all,
And help them learn the things they ought in life,
And train and groom them for the exam-hall,
And eke a livelihood, avoiding strife.
How should students repay their sacrifice,
Devotion, love and labour, teachers lend?
–Obedience, industriousness suffice,
With reverence to teachers till the end.
One can’t repay a teacher’s service, love,
Or priceless time, attention rendered free;
When students toil to rise in life, and prove
Much greater than their teachers tend to be,
It fills a teacher’s heart with joy to know,
His work was useful to students somehow!
(3-07-’11)
poem by John Celes
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The virtue is supreme
.Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The virtue is supreme.
Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Really Want us to Last Forever
Happy cause I have you,
scared cause I don't want to lose you,
sad cause your not understanding me,
grateful cause your at lest trying,
mad cause you don't sometimes realize what you do,
upset cause I really want you to,
hoping and wondering if your going to change,
waiting to see if you will,
thinking of where my life with you will go,
hoping you will change cause I love you so,
hoping someday you will realize what I've said,
mostly hoping this will all change so we stay together,
cause I really want us to last forever.
August 26/ 2008
poem by Samarah Essler
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Generally students are the best vehicles for passing on ideas, for their thoughts are plastic and can be molded and they can adjust the ideas of old men to the shape of reality as they find it in villages and hills of China or in ghettos and suburbs of America.
quote by Theodore H. White
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A Dream For Us
Astley/roberts
Lately Ive been sleeping
Far too long in bed
Ive been dreaming of you lover
Oh the things inside my head
I dont want to wake up
Im scared to break the spell
Oh Im sleeping like a baby
I hope you sleep so well
You know Im hoping, hoping
(bridge)
I know theres a dream for us
I know theres a dream for us
I know theres a dream for us,
Been on our minds
I know theres a dream for us
I know theres a dream for us
I know theres a dream for us,
Were gonna find
(chorus)
I know theres a dream for us
I believe its true
In a word, love you
And Im hoping our dream comes true
You know Im hoping, hoping
Miracles and moonbeams, wishes on a star
These are things I dream of, I know it sounds bizarre
I see familiar faces, or is it dj vu
The one recurring vision
Is a dream I have of you
You know Im hoping, hoping
(repeat bridge)
Come on now baby
(repeat chorus)
When you find someone you find someone you love
You know you cant believe it
When you find someone you know you cant deceive it
Your love takes you high
I know theres a dream for us
Im sure theres a dreams for us
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Rick Astley
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I Am 'Mother
I am the model, for the minds in which I mold,
For the many faces of young dreamers, in which I hold,
I am the hand, that supports a weary head from tilting,
I am the voice, that protects a fragile mind from wilting,
I am the force that pushes a timid child to try,
I am the soft shoulder that waits, for the moment they cry
I am the wheel that turns them out of mischief,
I am the accelerator, that speeds their minds to quickness,
I am that beam that grips them in place when they lean,
I am one of the many influences, which inspire them to dream.
I am the future self with which they aspire to be,
While being their mentor, their parent, I still find time to be me.
poem by Phantom Anonymous
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It is an interesting and demonstrable fact, that all children are atheists and were religion not inculcated into their minds, they would remain so.
quote by Ernestine Rose
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Inferior
Some people with better education
than you might have had
look down on you as inferior.
Sadly, they are the ones
who are the inferior types.
They think because they know
long and undistinguishable words
they stand out above the rest.
To my mind they are the lower species
because they have not yet grasped
that we are all human beings
no worse nor no better
than the rest.
26 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Lock-in Mentor
One decade young now court protected
broken law or broken trust one selected
qualifying supervised life and school
learning behavioral and societal rule
attitude and group interaction earns merits
much depends upon background one inherits
therapist decides and monitors progress
another level rewarded sometimes regress
mentor gently encourages discipline in life
way for success if only to avoid feared strife
wishing you happiness after release
praying you find loving arms and not police
only first name no address when we part
just a bittersweet snapshot in my heart.
(dedicated to my wife, a very caring mentor)
poem by Jim Norausky
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Sonnet: The Teacher
The Teacher isn’t a source of mere knowledge;
Neither is he a passive transmitter;
He frees the creative bird from the hedge,
And makes his students face their lives fitter.
The Teacher helps the student’s mind to grow,
In optimal a way, that’s possible;
The students needn’t the Teacher’s line just tow;
Curiosity that’s born is sensible.
His teaching methods must well suit young minds;
The doubts of students must be respected;
By introspection, every student finds
His strengths and weaknesses/ what’s expected?
Well, Teachers remove society’s evils,
Harnessing creativity of pupils.
poem by John Celes
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Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Free Yourself and Let It Go
Deflated ego?
You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.
Deflated ego?
I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.
Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?
You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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The children in black
The children in black
Where did their childhoods go
Trailing water behind
How did they become this cynical
They write words of hate
Tears of joy is no longer a term for them
How can they be so small
But hate so much
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to happiness
Are they that controlled
That everything can effect them
Don't they have the right to laugh
Why are their eyes this guarded
Does everything have to be that formal
What happened to innocence
Did it go away with the faith
The children in black
The children in black
I can see the bitterness
Can't you see the ugly truth
Bitter minds already got their minds trained
So why are children so dark
Is there that much pain
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to be open minded
Did it close like a door
Only opening for a few
Is this society that negative
That they can't see the light
What happened to love
Loving parents and friends
It must have went away
The children in black
The children in black
Their hate scares me
Their eyes make me grimace
With thier hate they can stop the world
But how is that possible when they are so young
Are their minds that easy to twist
The children in black
The children in black
I hope they will soon see the light
I don't know if it's normal to be afraid
But that's what I feel
Why do most people find it easier to be sad
Do they realize it's not
The children aren't children anymore
They're miny adults trying to impress
Why don't people realize this
Are they that oblivious
Maybe if people opened their eyes we could do something
But until then...
The children in black
poem by Lillie Ellis
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My Mentor
My mentor
It's a new beginning I can feel the thrill
The purpose to rise higher with a steel will
Each day i look forward to with sleepless night
A knot in my stomach which slowly grows tight
Something is amiss lost in this frenzy around
My heart yearns for more as indifferently it drowns
It drowns away looking for appreciation
That encouragement which led to many unique creations
I miss it every moment of the rising day
Pray it may return like shining sun rays
For that was the reason I ushered my self so far
Worked day and night and fought all those war
Where are you my mentor my inspiration my soul
Have you left me behind for now greater are your goals
My heart cries inconsolably for I have no one to talk
I feel lost and cheated have worshipped you in every walk
Please don't give up on me I have something to share
My mentor I respect you and it's for you I care
I owe you all that what I have achieved till day
So why do you leave me in this ocean mid way
So why do you leave me in this ocean midway
poem by Rima Sharda
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Inside my happiness
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
Inside my happiness, the colours are
So bright and vivid and i am able
To see everything clearly
Inside my happiness, there was no
Dark times because in my happiness
The sun always shines
Inside my happiness, there is no
Pain, there is no fear
And there is certainly no doubt
Inside my happiness, we all live as
One and there is peace
For all beings
Inside my happiness, addiction never happened
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows
And no tears, so the hurt doesn’t exist
Inside my happiness, there is god
And he planned all this for me
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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