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One day, surely, in some far away land , you and I shall connect again
One day , just on a random day , while doing grocery, we will bump into each other again
One day , you are looking for a consult.. a colleague may just recommend my work !
One day you need a friend , you can count me in and call my name
One day you need a hand , don’t fret about how much time has passed
One day when suddenly it all falls, you and I could hold each other again
Just reach me, find me , call out … if you want then surely we will meet again !
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I must go it alone
when others negotiate their dignity for existence
running in any commanded direction
during that spell of selection or rejection
I will represent everything but penitence
I must go it alone
while I cherry-pick self-respect over conformity
toeing the line of neutral and neurotic
Picture of self-confidence biopic
as wickedness intimidates the majority
I must go it alone
falling to rise again in another form
where medals will decorate my soul’s sleeve
and I call for a deity that calls me colleague
I entered and exited the world by storm
I must go it alone
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Our sacrosanct love, flying in the celestial azure so very high,
With heavy velvet heart; we beckon a fragrant goodbye.
You help me so strong initially until I catch my breath,
When I was stumbling; you hold me with orange faith.
Today we are here after countless sweet bitter days,
We always pray for you and your family; soft golden rays.
A bad end will never come; who see lotus in every mud,
We see all within you; a violet life blessed with God.
You might have framed nice dreams; blue and red,
We wish always for you to have rose petal bed.
Education is a torrid & vital topic for here and there,
Your kids may be cherished with white purple care.
A chocolate smile & good health; God bring ahead,
We beckon a fragrant goodbye; lush green shed.
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Note:It is written on the eve of farewell of a senior colleague.
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Free verse
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Little did I realise when I swung
Into the car park at Calder Glen
That by the end of that week in August 2009
My days of teaching would be over.
It all began so well
Meeting an old colleague right at the start
Archie ,a jovial bon vivant
From an earlier placement.
No fault could I find with the well disciplined pupils
Hanging attentively upon every word
Or giving the impression of doing so.
No, the fault lay within me.
My outer self sounded the same
Inwardly the elan had flattened
And I felt my energy draining away
With every lesson and every class.
Was this imposter syndrome?
Or maybe it was the way footballers
Experienced that their time in the game
Was finally over, spent and burnt out.
By the time Friday of that week came
I just knew that I had taught my last lesson.
Just before I went to the office
To let them know I would not
Be returning, I was buttonholed
By an assistant head
Who regaled me with the kind words
Archie had said about me
And requested my return.
It was not easy to tell him
That I no longer felt up
To the demands of the job
And that I felt like a race horse
Which had just run its last race
And was longing to be sent
Out to pasture
In its own sweet way.
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