Top 100 Poems About: MENTOR


In this page, poems on / about “mentor” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Moral

    You mustn't groom an Arab with a file.
    You hadn't ought to tension-spring a mule.
    You couldn't push a brumby fifty mile read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
  • 2.
    Telemachus Versus Mentor

    Don't mind me, I beg you, old fellow,--I'll do very well here alone;
    You must not be kept from your 'German' because I've dropped in like read more »

    Francis Bret Harte
  • 3.
    What Is Music To You?

    Music is freedom that relentlessly exists
    Freedom of speech
    Freedom of thought
    Freedom of creativity read more »

    Sylvia Chidi
  • 4.
    A Forsaken Text

    O lamb of gleaming richness!
    listen to firefly’s happiness
    it moves the audience
    to reject unbalance read more »

    Ahmad Shiddiqi
  • 5.
    * Mentor, Molder, Educator

    dedicated to all teachers by profession

    as Mentor
    let the mentor gives an advice read more »

    Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
  • 6.
    Guess Who

    he is the inspiration
    to my every creation
    Concerning my life and education
    he helps me move every cloud read more »

    Tareq Jalabi
  • 7.
    Earth

    Holding the seas, boasting the mountains
    You invaded the sky with grace and glory
    Tolerating the wild, keeping all terrains
    Mother earth, what is your story? read more »

    Bhaswat Chakraborty
  • 8.
    A Poem For Mothers, And Mine

    The love of a mother is beyond compare
    One who dearly loves and is always there
    From scraped knees
    To falls from trees read more »

    Glaedr the poet
  • 9.
    Benlomond

    Hadst thou a genius on thy peak,
    What tales, white-headed Ben,
    Could'st thou of ancient ages speak,
    That mock th' historian's pen! read more »

    Thomas Campbell
  • 10.
    The Moral

    You mustn't groom an Arab with a file.
    You hadn't ought to tension-spring a mule.
    You couldn't push a brumby fifty mile
    And drop him in a boiler-shed to cool. read more »

    Anonymous English
  • 11.
    The Odyssey: Book 22

    Then Ulysses tore off his rags, and sprang on to the broad
    pavement with his bow and his quiver full of arrows. He shed the
    arrows on to the ground at his feet and said, "The mighty contest is
    at an end. I will now see whether Apollo will vouchsafe it to me to read more »

    Homer
  • 12.
    A Special Relationship

    You are my creator
    My mentor, my teacher,
    You are the guiding force of my life
    Who always help me in times of strife. read more »

    Kavya ...
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