Dispel the darkness of ignorance with gems of knowledge...

TEACHER- The Heart of Every Classroom

-By SARAH KHAN

When I was losing hopes

Someone was there to uplift me

Making me believe in myself

Boosting my energy every time

When it was hard to achieve 

Someone was there to encourage me

Supporting me to the utmost

Acting like a star, making me shine

When I was filled with doubts

Someone was there to clear for me

Explaining to me in detail

Enlightening me all the time 

When I was bored with everything

Someone was there to interest me

Instilling in me a love of learning

Making me learn like little Einstein

When there was no one to help

Someone was there to reply to me

Turning up for me as a lifeline

Texting me to clear concepts even online

When I was frustrated with the syllabus

Someone was there to console me

Arranging doubt sessions and approaching me

Teaching us no matter it's evening eight or nine

When I was finding solutions to problems

Someone was there to accompany me

Ignoring own issues and own life

Reminding me how blessed I'm

When I  was craving for education

Someone was there to make the difference

Creating a change in every classroom

Spreading knowledge that we cherish for a lifetime...

AFTERTHOUGHT- Teachers are gems. They make students get ready for every other profession. They're like the stepping stone, the pillar upon which all aspirations are converted into realities. They have made a difference. They have shaped our minds and changed the world, one child, at a time. This is not just to be learned for today, we ought to respect our teachers, today and ever and they ought to treat us equally, too :) What if one of us gets the chance to be at their platform? We'll know what they get through. (though neva mind students have to learn more than one subject, agreed both have their own stress, lol! )

I hope you enjoyed the poetry. Comment down your feelings on this and share the poetry among your friends and teachers. For any suggestions and feedback, the comment section is all yours, or you can pop here into my inbox. 

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