The Best Teacher

-



A few words

So long I had been distressful, so long I had been disobedient, and so long I had been blind to realise what maternal love means. Incidentally, I came to perceive her selfless love, affection and sacrifices. How could I remain so ignorant of that my first and best teacher in life is none other than my mom?

 

The poem—‘The Best Teacher’

Just as the new sunbeams dawn

The hemisphere, you, too, Mom,

Grow greenery on my heart’s lawn,

Fill me up with new freedom.

 

My first, my best teacher ever,

Lesson me how to endure;

Life’s wintry nights make me shiver;

Your love of bliss does ensure.

 

When I’m in peril, great peril,

You are there to cover my fears;

Your affection lets me stay still,

Wiping my eyes too full of tears.

 

With your counsels so pure and true,

I find my abode in your lap;

You are ageless, always so new;

You shelter me at times of mishap.

 

Though I lose temper at times,

I recall what you always say,

“Can you hark the bell that chimes?

Yon the cloud heralds a sunny day.”


You may like to read my other blogs:

https://mirandamemmi.blogspot.com/

https://childrenblogbysomali.blogspot.com/

https://somaliomnibus.blogspot.com/

https://essaysofvariety.blogspot.com/

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Silent Diligence

-
Image
A few words before going through the poem Who has never been bullied? Yes, it is true that each one of us has to combat such bullying in this way or that. Moreover, it is also true that we all have to ward off such foul things everywhere with our indomitable spirit. In spite of all such things, we become sensitive sometimes and fail to cope with the adverse situation. What are we supposed to do then? We should work in silence to prove ourselves unique in our own way. Definitely, our honesty plays a lot in this regard. The poem—‘Silent Diligence’ I lost hope; I broke down; Who was there to save me then? I looked awkward in that gown; Yours was a wolves’ dire den.   So many years rolled away; Still, your scary scorn Blurs my world even today; I need a new morn.   “Be it for a penny or be it for a dime, You can never, never stand On your own feet, regardless of time; You’re born to digest reprimand.”   I was bullied; I was stung; They tr...
Read more

Determination

-
Image
A few words before reading the poem 'Determination': The way to success is too tough. There will be tears, there must be rocks, there is supposed to be thorns and there will naturally be fiery criticism all through the journey. Such barkings must never sidetrack us at all. We must remain determined through and through. In this regard, it ought to be noted that we all must undergo all such ordeals to be seasoned in course of time. Let not anyone try to tear you down. Instead, let their claws be shattered into pieces. Gain this much strength in you, no matter what. None can, henceforth, or none will even ever dare to try to demean you. Why? It is so because they will know that you are not going to heed any of them at all. All such things can be gained from your sheer determination. The poem 'Determination' Dogs shall keep barking; Still, never let them vex you; It's your life, for sure. You may like to read all of my blogs: https://somalimukherjee.blogspot.com ...
Read more

The Teenager's Talk

-
Image
The poem in a nutshell Corona's ruthlessness has been depicted in this poem that even a little teenager, who is about to flourish, cannot get rid of it. The poem -- "The Teenager's Talk" Will it kill us all, Mum? You say, one gets the sum Of one's deeds -- all of them; Now it doesn't seem the same. I've just stepped at thirteen; Won't I too be spared by COVID-19? I wish to meet more people; I wish to soar on the ripple Of my fantastic land, Holding your and Dad's hand. Corpses on corpses are getting piled; I don't want to be exiled, Mum, don't want to be exiled. You say, I'll be a big man, An honorable and pure man; I need to grow up With your club. Won't this virus let me go? Can't I fulfill my dreams and grow? Please, don't you cry, Mum; I'm ready to get my sum. The keywords to the entire poem Poem, teenager's talk, mum, one ge...
Read more