PRASANTA KUMAR MAHAPATRA
Coping With
Covid
Call it a prowler
or an intruder,
Or an enemy or a
predator
CORONA has come
to live with us;
Affect our lives
for long for ever.
Pandemics came
in, pandemics went away
Darkness came in,
darkness went away
Life in the earth
did never stop
It ran sometimes
faster and sometimes slower.
We have to adapt,
we have to change
Our style of
living, to put a challenge
To the deadly
virus, with stronger weapons-
Yoga, social
distance, mask and sanitizer.
We have now
learnt how to go online
Visit through the
world, within the confine
When we are away
from our nears and dears
It is now crucial
to mentally come closer.
COVID started the
war, we’ll bring an end
With all
positivity, we have to defend
We have sacrificed
lives; can afford no more
Humanity has to
win and get victory all over.
A Teacher
The room was
dark, I alone
Eyes closed,
gleaming bright
My teacher
appeared suddenly and said,
“So you have
become a teacher, right!”
“Yes Sir”, I
said,
“I became a
teacher
It’s my
profession
It’s my
livelihood.
I am a teacher
My students call
me “Sir”
And I teach
period after period.
I am a teacher
I make my lesson
plan
And make my
students ask.
I am a teacher
I answer all
their questions
And make them
complete their task.
My teacher smiled
and said,
“My child, how
many teachers did teach you?
And how many you
remember?
Didn’t all these
each of them do?
Think how many
students
Will remember you
and for what?
How many are
inspired by you?
And how many think
you’re great?
You are a
teacher, if your
Heart pains for
students pain;
You cry when they
cry
And smile when
smile they again.
If there is a
bond between
You and they
This very tight
and ionic
You give and give
and give and take they.
Do they come to
you without fear
And share their
problems?
Do they follow
you, your character, deed,
And try to
inculcate them?
If you inspire
and get satisfaction
Preparing them
for the future,
Instill humanity,
charity and brotherhood;
And my child the
list not so small,
And neither it’s
easy to become a teacher.
Patriot
You write for
your motherland
It’s for names
sake they’d say
You speak for
your motherland
No attention ever
they’d pay.
You think for the
country
Oh! On the ruins,
they’d alarm.
You work for the
country
Just a show it
is! They’d blame.
How could they
tolerate
Someone blocking
their way?
‘Patriot’ they’ve
branded themselves
‘Power’ they’ve
learnt to enjoy.
©
Prasanta Kumar Mahapatra
PRASANTA KUMAR MAHAPATRA
PRASANTA
KUMAR MAHAPATRA is a poet,
essayist, columnist and blogger. A teacher by profession, he has 20 years of
experience in teaching mathematics at Secondary level in a reputed institution
under Govt. of India. Being the author of two books and more than 300 literary and
educational articles and poems, he is widely read in India and abroad. He is an
active member of Our Poetry Archive, How to Write For Success, Association of
World Writers, and many other international and regional organizations. He has
won many international accolades including award from HTWFS, Trinidad and
Tobago, Poet of the month from Storymirror and Teachers’ Incentive Award from
Kendriya Vidyalaya Sangathan under Govt. of India etc.
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