Treasure Island

Tirupathi Chandrupatla


My Teacher


My teacher
My master
I bow to you
With
Folded hands.

My teacher
You taught me words
And sowed the seeds
I reap the harvest
Of knowledge grains
I pick some seeds
To distribute.

My teacher
You taught me virtue
To handle myself
In this complex world
To be good within myself
And good to others
A simple dictum
To practice.

Teacher
My teacher
I bow to you
With
Folded hands.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 09, 2014

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Today is Teachers’ Day in India. Happy Teachers’ Day.

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  • Ramesh Rai (8/21/2014 8:37:00 AM)

    Our tradition has a special role of Guru. Kabir has designated Guru above God. But I treat mother as the first teacher who taught us how to stand how to walk. Love your write sir. (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/10/2014 10:18:00 AM)

    Beautiful tribute to teacher. Yes, teacher did impact our life..And we do often remember. Still today when I read some poems, I definitely remember my teacher. It takes me back to my school days. Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (9/8/2013 11:45:00 AM)

    i am 2 days late in reading this poem, i think the site should have some notifications also, but no worries, as all days are Teachers' days...Happy Teachers' Day 2 u 2...thanks for the nice poem to teachers! (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (9/6/2013 8:20:00 AM)

    Sorry that I read this one day late. Absolutely flawless, devoid of personal references and rich in serving the purpose, your poem excels every other one posted by the ones like me. Thank you sir. (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (9/6/2013 2:09:00 AM)

    a gud write Sir........

    in fact our parents are also our first teachers, they are the ones who learn us to walk, to talk, they guide us in every way from the time we are born...... (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/4/2013 8:58:00 PM)

    Teachers, the great torch bearers of learning, kindle each heart with the light of wisdom! That is why Indian culture has ranked the hierarchy as Mata (mother) , Pita (father) and Guru (teacher) Yes Teachers come next to father and mother! A great tribute to teachers! ! (Report) Reply

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