Skip to main content

Happy Birthday Viji Miss! ❤️

 A memory 

That remains slightly distorted

In my racing mind 

But a memory 

That will perpetually stay there

Memories together 

With that teacher 

Who will continue to be the best 

Forever 

That one teacher 

I wish I could still spend time with 

But time does fly 

And we fly along with it 

We grow as time augments

We grow out of things we like 

But this 

This is something that 

I will NEVER, on NO account grow out of 

NEVER will I forget 

Viji Miss ❤️

Happy birthday Viji Miss,

I wish you still could teach me

Though I can always learn from you.

Even, till this day,

I remember all those classes filled with laughter 

Games shared with lessons, times never to be

Forgotten

I would love to

Hear your wonderful voice that lightens me up

Everyday

I still wish I sat in the classroom 

With the rickety benches but in front of me

An amazing teacher,

Oh, how I wish you could teach at Middle School!

An eternally and universally loved teacher,

Just conversing with you makes my day.

And yes, you will always be 

The 8th Wonder of The World.

Comments

  1. Beautiful gift through wonderful words coined as poem for the teacher for her birthday . I too join with you Shiyandhaa in wishing her as she has transferred her best to you and made you a wonderful student.May God bless you and your teacher Viji Miss
    From
    Pushpa patti

    ReplyDelete
  2. Happy Birthday Viji Miss !!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Wishing you a very happy birthday Viji Miss

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Behind The Mask

  Behind the clouds  Is the hidden sky, so far, Behind the plasters, A nasty scar, Behind the curtains,  Are bright windows  But behind a mask - It is not for show. Not until you tumble into the trap,  Stay trapped there, in disguised gloom  Without realising it - And then go deeper and deeper  To discover what really looms. Then realisation strikes - How they behaved, how they feigned The hidden meaning behind every wave  You've found it. And the rage, You try to stifle it with much courage, But instead, burn down the page, And whoops - that leads you to your cage. But in the end, the mask is gone - To reveal an atrocity, so from it begone Don't explain, on its own will it dawn - Upon others, just the way it did on you - Ignore their every scorn. Just wait for their mask to be openly torn.

So Close, Yet So Far

  What you knew you had right beside you What you never knew might leave you What you had neglected for days What you wished was still there, within your gaze. That miniscule amount of hope  That you feel lingering close by You could open out your arms, embrace it, But suddenly it's high in the sky. Once within your grasp, But now away from you, Don't waste a moment on a wee gasp, Time won't stop, and the moving hope too. Each moment is to be caught, Each memory to be cherished, Hold them carefully in your arms, Before they shall vanish. The consistent inkling when you feel, Something close, yet so far, Is only because you know yourself, That it is within your grasp, but not within your confidence. If you're positive enough that you can hold it, The 'it' that is mysterious and something only you know, You can hold the precious 'it', Clutch it tight, don't let it go. You must be close to the end of the day, With its cliffs and slopes and Rocky slides,...

Stars

  Shining in the vast night sky, I see them from afar. Dominated by the brighter moon, There glimmer the stars. Mostly hidden by the cruel shadows, Or by the thick, misty clouds. But they do not give up, they still glimmer on, They make their voice be heard loud. Even though they're hardly seen, Even though they're hardly thought of, They know that someday they will be, Thought of, honoured and loved. So take an inspiration from stars, Show your true essence, Continue to shimmer, ignore the darkness, Because one day it'll fear your presence.