It’s not every day that a teacher comes along
And you fall in love with every lecture, no matter how long
A man with such deep knowledge and insight
Someone who always encouraged us to achieve, to question, to fight
With such tremendous passion, conviction and might
That it gave ample color to mere words black and white
All my knowledge and learning, I owe them to you
But suddenly, there is this void and it does make me feel blue
Today I stand proudly, where I am because of what you taught me
But I’m unfortunate enough not to even get a chance to thank thee
We know you’ve passed into a very long deep sleep
And we can do nothing to get you back; just weep
Life surprises me and I’m intrigued my its unpredictability
How and why the best of the lot get to face the wrath of life’s brevity
I only wish Sir that the heavenly angels sing out loud to you
That you’ll be loved, cherished, missed and so much that you have no clue!
will miss you sir!
5 comments:
very true.. u've captured d feelings so well... :(
Suchita, nice attempt at circling our feelings of loss and confusion.
Very authentic expression!
I must say u have captured the true essence of losing a teacher who has been close to u....These mere words transform themselves into glimpses of the lessons which such a teacher must have taught. Well done keep it up, hope there are more like these coming our way. :)
Accepted Mam, Commenting so late, but accteped very early.
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