Grammarian Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

A grammarian, with eagle eyes,
Sees words as art, a canvas of skies.
The rules of language, so clear and bright,
A world of meaning, they bring to light.

With pen in hand, or keyboard at play,
They shape the language, in a masterful way.
They know the parts of speech, each and all,
Their magic brings clarity, to every scrawl.

In prose and verse, they weave their spell,
Ensuring that language, is used so well.
Their eagle eyes, catch every mistake,
And make the words, so crystal clear, for our sake.

Oh, grammarian, your art divine,
Guides us to use language, like a shining shrine.
Your legacy, so rich and rare,
Teaches us to use words, with great care.