Poetry of a helper teacher in the dark

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)


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A tireless figure.
The figure that oppresses the abusive treatment that the students threw at him.
The figure stepped straight and firmly even though their forehead and cheeks had begun to emit a tangle from the look on his face.

Oh my teacher ..
You have given the color of the rainbow in our lives.
7 colors that have converged into one alloy.
7 perfection that you have given for our provision in the future

You teach the Beginning we do not know the letters of the alphabet until we can be the people you expect, the successful people and the people who have earned the honorable title like you will be even more than that.

Master ..
Forgive us for making mistakes.
From things as small as invisible dust even to a big mistake that can be seen with rough eyes.

There are not many clumps of prayers that we pray.
May you our teachers remain patient in nurturing and educating us and becoming an unsung Hymn and teaching without knowing the TIRES.

We love you father and mother our beloved teacher.