Dear ......
As you're already aware, I've been working from home for the past few months post the corona virus pandemic. The availability of necessary resources apart from the sense of safety while teaching has allowed me to focus and dedicate my time productively . Additionally, this pandemic is showing no signs of slowing down and has claimed the lives of three people in my own family.
Although I am sure you have well founded reasons to have us work from campus, my parents and family members are very skeptical about me leaving the country to attend school again especially after the unfortunate deaths of my relatives and reasonably so.
Teaching has always been my passion, powered by my will to nourish young minds and in order to continue doing so I'd like to request the chance to keep working from home at least for this academic year. I honestly feel that me working from home for a few more months would not lead to any setbacks, on the contrary I will be able to provide my students with utmost care and attention.
Thank you for taking the time to consider my request. Please let me know if you have any questions or concerns.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 10:06 AM UTC
What if trees could move
Would they stay where we do
Would they filter our CO2
I say the answer's NO.
They would rather want a place of their own
Away from humans with axes and saws
Where they'll be at peace
Doing stuff like photosynthesis.
Wonder what would happen then
Wait,Don't bother,Do not say
We'll all be dead anyway!
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:24 AM UTC
I sit by the window
Staring out with hope
Gloomy face eyes low
Captive in this castle
A solitary dreamer
Waiting for the one
Riding with her sword
My dauntless damsel
To rescue me away
far-far away from
this deranged world
I wonder though
What amuses you more
Am I less of a man
Or do you doubt
A woman's valour
Capable of Creating
Life in her womb
Open your petty mind
Break thy stereotypes
Crush the misogyny
Prove to the feminine soul
Chivalry isn't dead anymore
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 4:12 AM UTC
Once upon a time
In a land not so far away
Wait, Sorry that was right here
Last summer this very day
I bought three bunnies
black white and grey.
before bringing them in
I worked all things out
built three wooden warrens
poured milk in separate bowls
As I put them down
like a precious prize
what they did then and there
took me by surprise.
All three baby rabbits
latched onto the same cup
like allies in a fight pit
they went slurp slurp slurp
But I tried to let that slide
maybe they were hungry and dazed
Later that night I put them to bed
in their wooden boxes side by side
Waking up the next day
what I saw blew me away
cuddling together in one box
there they were cozy and gay
Do they fail to see
the difference in their color
like we the "righteous" humans do!
Don't they feel superior to one another
like we with our clever conscience do!
Are we the savages or are they?
Is humanity just a cliche?
From cavemen to civil beings
are we too evolved to see
Death doesn't discriminate
So why should we?
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 9:25 AM UTC
I sat there shaking
silenced by the noise
your lips were making
all the while contemplating
why do I bear with you
when all you do is
rip me through
bitch about failures
when you couldn't prove
that you ever loved me
and my body's not a tool
for your pleasure plunging
a bag you can go punching
Your actions didn't speak at all
perhaps overwhelmed and appalled
by your words too tall
to cover up the shortcomings
of your shallow commitments
finally taking a toll
and now that you see my heart sore
yet your eyes don't realize
'Twas my soul you had to adore.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
I see the fountains
brown blue and gold
architect's heart and soul
a sight to adore
for eyes too sore
from day's turbulence
an' crushed conscience
searching for an exit door.
one moment of magic
is all that it takes
when the water jets out
with all its mickle might
an' signs of subtle finesse
above the surfaced stress
into that carefree sky
and suddenly you sigh
as if you soared with it.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 3:51 AM UTC
The art within you
can't be subdued
lest wrecking thy soul
so i say own not atone
an' once you know
the salient source
channel it right
inspire sullen minds
for 'tis meant to share
with some love to spare
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
Running after you love
Is like chasing the sun
Always in my sight but
never getting any closer
Yet you light my life
with the shine of your eyes
and all I want is to touch
knowing I would burn
Now I am getting familiar
With the starry night
Intertwining with all
the darkness inside
Catching fireflies in the sky
Hoping they could fill that void
Mazed moths flying into fire
Sudden urge of life to expire
Makes sense to me now
If I be the flying bug
and you my demise somehow
then i will have my grave dug
surging willingly to you
longing for one last hug.
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
What is Beauty?
The origin of Art they say
Word to the wise
that's bit of a cliche
May I ask you again
Oh cynical human
Is it beauty you see
with these lustful eyes
Or is that greed
cloaked as desire
lurking in disguise
Let me just say outright
Love makes you see
what's really beautiful
Hiding in plain sight.
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
Write about love i implore myself
Like a little boy's plea to his father
About the thrills of a plane journey
Neither of them ever had
But how could he **** that zeal
Or dull the shine of those curious eyes
So he spuns a tale with a heart so pale
Reliving his old fantasy as if it were real
Staying put sure is mundane
But not when she's right there
Eyes closed dreaming something insane
Her hair swaying all across her face
Sometimes she would smile
Clutching his pillow tight
Unaware that her Paramour
Is awake and yet asleep by her side
How a gentle kiss on the forehead
Did pacify all his overwhelming emotions
And just one warm hug
comforted her soul ousting fearful notions
When all her silly desires
Were met by words of praise
And all his fears turn into fire
As she whispers "I know you're brave"
How could love be so easy
When life is so **** hard
Truth be told it's selfless and scarred
But In the race for survival
Compadre it's a headstart
At the end of the day
It's up to you what to portray
I say love's like the sun in the snow
But then again how would I know
For I'm just a father doing what's told!
May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC