My Dear Poem by Mamata Bhatt

My Dear

Rating: 5.0


I could always tell you interesting stories,
Your innocent jokes and laughs could flow like a river,
Even four of you students could go out of the class not asking the discipline captain;
And I would not have made you stand out of the door,
I wouldn't have made you stand and question to check your attention,
While giving you lecture, you could rest putting your head on the desk,
You could talk behind my back and pretend you are reading,

My dear students but I can't think of the moment you couldn't reply even you read in the class,
I couldn't see the dispair in your eyes nor your family after the result
My dear, the love of your parents;
your dream, their dream--
Who will come to set them?
It's the age you are vibrant;
age to shape your career,
Who wouldn't like enjoying with no load in the head?
My dear, the clock won't wait for any of us --

My Dear
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