TRIBUTE OF LOVE

Standing tall with a stern look on the face

He stares at the class thinking them to be

Another form of human race.

Pouring out his knowledge

In our useless minds

He stares at the benches with students sitting behind

The words of our teacher are highly inspiring

But once the class gets over,

There is no change in the internal wiring.

Reading is his passion and travelling, his love

But late comers as we are

Just get on his nerves

He can be compared to a coconut

As he is a person so great

He is the lost key

That opens thousand gates

This day is special for all of us

As sir celebrates the day of his birth

Sir loves us and we love sir

And together we hope to create

Melodies unheard.

As sir finishes 50 years of existence

We pray to god to show him

50 more years of life’s true essence

You will always be remembered in our hearts

Hope we too make place for ourselves

So that we are cherished till our lives depart.

(Had written this poem for my college professor in 2011 who still remains a strong influence in my life.)