Wednesday, August 13, 2008

A tribute to the essence of enigma

I asked god to send a soul, the blessed one
He sent me an angel, that also the chosen one

With eyes full of magnificance and words full of gratitude
Hands full of generosity and mind full of positive attitude

With freshness as of the morning sun
She transformed me from a boy to a human

She made me realise the importance of intent
She made me maximise the opportunities that god sent

The amount of faith and affections that she put in me
Ensured that I climbed the ladder of success with glee

That angel is you, oh teacher, that blessed soul is you
One whom i can't thank enough, that enigma is you

Your place is irreplacable, divine is your life grain
Please accept my regards, and bless my soul once again

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On another note, Happy Independance day to me, this is my first independance day sans the burden of books and the pressure of good marks!

(I wrote this poem for my friend DON, as a part of his activity in school, so the credit for igniting the fuel for penning down these words goes to him.)

4 comments:

Abhishek Shetty said...

A teacher is someone whom we often forget to thank.

Didn't know you write poems.

rollno110 said...

what we are jus because of our teachers.

Monica said...

Hey.. I never knew you can write so well.. Its really good.

Yaju said...

@Abhishek and Rollno110

Yes, indeed. We often neglect the fact that teachers brought the sunshine in our lives when we were blossoming under the inherited darkness of ignorance.

@Monica

Thanks! :)