I Love You My Teacher Poem by Prativa Rani

For the care
You rendered
Like a father or a mother,
Like the concern
you had for me
Like a gardener's
for the flower.

You loved me more,
More than a lover would
when a beloved is ugly
no more that pretty
like the day she met him.


But you did,
you loved me ever,
never saw me in the eyes
that others did,
you never made me feel
I am grown up.
And that I have a body
Bulging some where
with my youth
Curves some where
As I grew.


But you had always
A pair of loving eyes
that made me bath
with a sense of safe laps
like my mother's
You had those pair of eyes
that saw me through me,
my eyes, unaware that
I was no more a kid of ten,
I had no more a body of kid,
I had already been
A river of youth
Seeking a local sea
To jump into.


But you always had
The same eyes, and a look on
Never making me feel
Uneasy, naked with dresses on
A rarest of rare heart
And the purest of pure mind
I would ever have
I would ever live
I would ever love
And aloud I want to say
I love you.
I love you,
I love you, ,
my teacher
my gardener,
my lover,
my God,
And everything that I have,
I owe it to you,
My Master,
I love you
My dearest Sir
My teacher.