puisi untuk guru

PUISI UNTUK GURU
Karya : aa lanlan zaelani
Engkau bagaikan cahaya
Yang menerangi jiwa
Dari segala gelap dunia
Engkau adalah setetes embun
Yang menyejukan hati
Hati yang ditikam kebodohan
Sungguh mulia tugasmu Guru
Tugas yang sangat besar
Guru engkau adalah pahlawanku
Yang tidak mengharapkan balasan
Segala yang engkau lakukan
Engkau lakukan dengan ikhlas
Guru jasamu takkan kulupa
Guru ingin ingin kuucapkan
Terimakasih atas semua jasamu

GURU

Terpujilah wahai engkau ibu bapak guru,
Engkau tak kenal lelah mendidik kami,
Sampai cita-cita kami tercapai
Tetapi engkau masih tetap menjadi seorang guru.

Sehingga kau terbitlah buku yang berjudul
Habis Gelap Terbitlah Terang.
Wahai para guru,
namamu akan selalu ukir dalam sanubariku

Engkau bagaikan surya yang menerangi
Cita-cita anak manusia(harapan Bangsa)
dan engkau laksana embun penyejuk dalam kegelapan
Engkau adalah patriot pahlawan bangsa
yang tak mengharapkan balas jasa
sehingga engkau disebut pahlawan tanpa tanda jasa.

( puisi ini ditulis dalam Bahasa Indonesia)

SEEDS OF WISDOM

We was once lost in confusion
caught up in our own maze,
In places of no vision,
Looking of our own reflection,
On the mirror of no perfection,
But you were there,
Planting seeds of wisdom,
To make life seemed fair,
For you had never shed a tear,
To instill us with fear,
Of mistakes and failure,
To become a better person.

We searched endlessly,
For the reason of our very existence,
Your face it brings,
Hopes of pleasant dreams,
Your voice resounds,
To remind us,
That we are here to survive,
To live life itself,
You had been the light in darkness,
That shines through all eternity,
Into the realms of infinity.

To all our teachers,
Thanks for your guidance,
For it had become our confidence…

Your Immortal,

A dedicated Maths teacher,need we say her name,
Her matching attire,for any day of a week is never the same,
Seems to be born with pride and elegance
Could she have been born as an air-hostess?
When its time to pass up the Maths file,
The whole class goes wild;
“Silence means what?”she query,
Gosh,its still a mystery.

Tall and slender,that’s Mr.Pandiyan,
Calm and relexed,cool and buoyant,
Soft spoken man- the ‘lah’ doesn’t fail to end his sentence,
When he says something its no-nonsense.

Miss Ng the Chemistry teacher,
Wear a uniform and none could guess who’s the teacher,
Her rapid pace we almost couldn’t chase,
Easily flattered and full of grace.

Mrs.Ng our ‘lonely planet travel guide’,
Travelling over the planet’s 4-sides,
Cherishing us with cookies from overseas,
Her class’ a delight to both our minds and tummies.

Pn.Jamilatun,the latest of the STAR crew,
Her lectures listened only by a few,
Tries her best to do her thing,
She wouldn’t even know if we’re sleeping.

Pn.Kan the ex-commando,
A stern taskmaster who doesn’t accept an answer ‘no’,
Twin,triplets or quadruplets we anticipate,
But a babe girl is all we get.

Mr.Chung the handy-man,
Technical problems?Anything he can;
On practical knowledge and current advancement he’s on the sail,
In lessons it’s kind a bit off trail.

Round and compact Pn.Noorsiah,
With squeaking voice like little mice,
When its question time we all go ahh!
Cannot answer,up we rise.

Pn.Azimah the happy-go lucky.
When it’s her time,expect to be merry,
Often strays away from the subject,
But the laughter she instills is not a reject.

-ANONYMOUS-

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entertainment purpose only.No offence
is directed to infiltrate to anyone’s self-
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Pn.Pramala, the Kathhleen Lonsdale of our

school,
The lucky jar her favourite tool,
Her accented speech and teaching style,
Sometimes we go bewildered a while.

We opened our eyes into darkness
To the shadowy tunnel of life
Feeling our way along its walls
Never thought we would survive

Along this tunnels of thorns
Obstacles we had to fight
Evils beings with scales and horns
Waiting to drag us into the night

But then we saw a flicker of light
A light of hope,a light of pride
A light that graced the gloomy night
Protected us with all its might.

And at the end of our journey
We saw the source of this great light,
Standing against the dead of night
Was you, with the candle of our lives…

Thank you all teachers of SMKTAR for your

patience and guidance