My Classroom Poem by Mariyam Reyshma

A classroom is precious,
It's fun and enjoyable,
Among one of the ambitious place in the world,
A classroom is a place where we learn,
Teachers burnout!
Giving us thousands of advices tirelessly,
A classroom is where we get endless supports,
It's a beautiful and wonderful home,
Teachers spend their whole life,
Without getting bored,
Exist timelessly,
Trying to make a differences in our life,
Works hard to know us in various ways,
They show us new pathways,
Although in many ways,

I sit on my chair everyday,
With lots of hopes,
It fills my heart and make a way,
I make a promise myself,
And Prepared new goals and targets,

Every moment now and then
I feel happy and exciting,
Each day I get drain,
It's like a fighting a battle in a war,
Although I never wanted to give up,
I tried,
To reach high up a mountain,
Days past,
Year ends,
I was so excited to see my hard-work,
Teachers leave with a great smile,
We go out of school,
With pride and joy,
Teachers cried out in their heart
And buried their wounds in deep,
No one knows how they feel,
Or never care,
Few of us know their hidden tears,

Classroom is the best place
Leaving behind good memories,
All the rest of my life,
I pray myself to meet her again,
To be in the same classroom,
Are u sleeping? I heard a soft voice,
It's non other-than my miss,
Thank god, you are here with me..
Such a caring and loving like as a mother..