Thursday, September 5, 2013

Teachers.

Of their wit and will
We thrived and fueled our dreams
Gracefully, they faded.



This haiku is written for Haiku heights and the prompt is Teachers.
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16 comments:

  1. kalpana solsiSeptember 5, 2013 at 8:44 PM

    Lovely Haiku and your blog is very colourful.

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  2. Ramesh SoodSeptember 5, 2013 at 9:25 PM

    Oh, no, those who help you fuel your dreams can't fade..they are visible in your dreams...
    As a Haiku..good one..
    Bu then do they ever fade away..really, those who fuel our dreams..

    http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2013/09/she-doesnt-teach-me-ever-hailku.html

    RS:)
    RS:)

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    1. asteria's canvassSeptember 8, 2013 at 12:49 AM

      Sir,
      We get so lost in our dreams that we forget those who pushed us hard, ugly truth it is.

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 5, 2013 at 11:07 PM

    Lovely ending.

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  4. LocomenteSeptember 6, 2013 at 3:14 AM

    They lead us,...
    And then they fade,,
    But continues to remain in our life through our actions and wisdom...

    Good one!

    http://locomente.blogspot.in/2013/09/first-teacher.html

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 6, 2013 at 8:10 AM

    Lovely poem. I like your header picture and the bright colors.

    http://alicekeysmd.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/freedoms-school/

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  6. Sumana RoySeptember 6, 2013 at 8:49 AM


    they live within us and manifest should the need arise.........nice haiku..

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  7. Ritesh AgarwalSeptember 8, 2013 at 3:54 AM

    Oh the last line. You had me there

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  9. DSSeptember 14, 2013 at 8:47 PM

    The last line makes me sad and ashamed. How often do we remember those teachers who made us what we are today? Beautifully written as always.

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  10. Jayashree SrivatsanSeptember 15, 2013 at 8:02 AM

    Gracefully they fade away - Lovely concluding lines!

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