Whatever troubles we teachers undertake We change you to truth from clear fake. Teachers are doing work hard for your sake Want you all to be like sweet and quiet lake Whose water is drunk by all people in quake. We teachers who work like an object opaque Who stop harsh and heavy rain at daybreak. We never care for our brain, body or backache Whenever we see or feel hurt by your mistake. What we expect from you is not any fruitcake; But sincere efforts made by you for your sake. Though sometimes you were beaten with stake, It was solely for your own drawbacks to rake So that I wished to make you well-known Sheik Whom nobody on this cruel earth can overtake. So have teacher’s respect for teacher's sake. Whatever troubles we teachers undertake We change you to truth from clear fake.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.