The final exams are in the offing <br />Mugging and bugging in full swing <br />Burning the midnight oil <br />Stumble to go to the next class <br /> <br />………… <br /> <br />Youthful faces with awe in the look <br />Start the year with cheering sigh <br />I know each by name calling day and day out <br />Half yearly closes breaking half my heart <br /> <br />Reaching the wards as everlasting partners <br />Achieved by bricking inch by inch <br />Portions are over and prelims are done with <br />Gems are ready though not for sale <br /> <br />Comes the day call it farewell <br />Loading tonnes of grief into my heart <br />Students nay my children start <br />Praising me for anything and everything <br /> <br />Tears start rolling down my cheeks <br />Not that praise inebriates me <br />Fear of separation and pangs of love <br />Prick the heart with pin’s precision <br /> <br />Comes the vacation and birds fly off <br />Corrections to care, I go on with papers <br />Letters show me the person behind <br />Making me smile and cry <br /> <br />With pain in the heart and <br />Gain of centum result <br />I allow my children <br />To jump to the next class <br /> <br />Time rolls by with mixed feeling <br />Reach the school to the same class <br />New faces new hopes new feelings <br />Another set of children to make me happy and sad!<br /><br />rajagopal haran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-teacher-is-grieved/
