Pijush Biswas

Gold Star - 17,153 Points (12 July,1988 / Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India)

A Teacher - Poem by Pijush Biswas

I think, he is a teacher worthy
But thinks he is unbearable
Or, tall half a student;
I think, not at all.

He goes to class room
When his wit is high
Who care about him?
All's wraths at once bloom.

I think he is quiet and calm
No one tries to understand
Students go strayed
And he beats on palm.

'Tis not a easy chair to gain
Yet, doubts grow high apart
Although, he suffers pain
None takes part.

Even the authority's high
Do not spare him a second;
He promises to mend
Although sees none nigh.

He must see through duty
I think, as well as they did
All will look pretty
He will not hide.

He will teach them
I think until he is bent
To the ages' demand
Or, all, to overwhelm.

Topic(s) of this poem: teacher

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 4, 2015

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