A Tribute To My Master - Poem by Abdulrazak Aralimatti
In the first decade of 21st century,
I worked under a fine jury.
One of the wisest scholar of the city,
With patience, compassion and humility.
The time to me was of doubt and fear,
Him, I found, my life to steer.
I wandered with an unstable mind,
And found him patient, tolerant and kind.
He struggled for me to cure and heal,
With a great and great zeal.
He adored me with guidance,
And I gained in abundance.
A time came and I departed,
But with heavy hearted.
His efforts today I reap,
In high esteem, him I keep.
In dreams I see his face,
Eveready for me to embrace.
I found none, so compassionate,
My life to rejuvenate.
Men like him are less to be found,
His company a heavenly bound.
Through this poem I pay my tribute,
For my master's fatherly attribute.
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