Mentor Poems

Mentor poems to show gratitude towards the mentor in our life. Poems about mentor show the heartfelt gratitude towards that one person who has faced the hardships to give us the strength and showed us the path to achieve the ultimate goal in life. A mentor could be anyone, who has given a subtle change to our lives. Mentorship poems not only celebrate the goodness and hard work of the mentor but sometimes are narrations of onebs own experiences of mentoring. One can cherish such motivating verses in our collection of mentor poems. Not only this but one can enjoy some funny experiences with mentors. Poems on mentors sometimes have both black and white shades, as mentor plays a key role in shaping up the life, whether it has a positive or a negative impact on onebs life.

You

You short poem

You came into my life like a gentle breeze, and made me feel at ease. you comforted me by sharing my happiness and my griefs. You came when I was alone, you changed me to a flower from a stone.

Poems containing references to : Mentor

My Sombre Salute

My Sombre Salute elegy

The flags tremble in the cold wind at half mast Standing sombrely at the edge of the central plaza Printed against deep, heavy grey skies The whole nation heaves a long, devastated sigh Today, we have lost our Father The

One Family

One Family short poem

I dwell in a hut, down, under the shade of that tree, You stay in a nest, up, on the branch of that same tree Thinking thoughtfully over thoughts – a while; See every reason to Believe and reveal…., Dear

The Phantom Delight Hangs No More!

The Phantom Delight Hangs No More! prose poem

O, bemused mystery of wonder! You are the silver chain of fancy And evening mentor of joys high! And happy boon at noon Or midnight’s roaring void And wintery smile in moon? Or perennial source of ecstasy Or eternal source

Past failure’s dine.

Past failures dine. prose poem

When things happen the way we do not want them to, especially when we have alternative ways for a better result, a few of us tend to go against the present time with our own ideology. A few stand up

My Father

My Father short poem

Days and months make my years But your presence alone serves a thought. We might leave sweet potatoes and cassava to rot But your presence alone reminds me your patience. Your dignity is like a great river that flow heavens’

The Throne Of Lucifer

The Throne Of Lucifer long poem

The sunset blazes upon the vault This afternoon dies slowly forever The world is overfilled with weariness and fatigue Another episode of this life’s masquerade Comes to an end… The curtain falls… And beauteous Agnes Adoma The prima donna of

The Raksha Bandhan

The Raksha Bandhan long poem

Fourth member you were But I found you second to none. There’s a proverb “all’s well that ends well” huh!!! easier said than done. Ma’s apple of eye, Papa’s Gondlo you were. Oh!!! did I tell what I felt? Hurricane.

About Life

About Life short poem

I have written to you,God,grand poet and mentor, the living,extinct,prevailing wind and conscience of the universe, the unwilling,abettor of natural calamities,and unjustifiable, casual observer of human genocides among human assailants, to take note of your neutrality, having observe all these

My Fair And Rare Mother

My Fair And Rare Mother short poem

Mother, you mirror sacrifice ,patience and submission Toiling hard with an unquenchable vigour Suffering every pain with an unfathomable power Striving to reach your goal without failure.! You are a being of many faces Being infallible and loudable in your

Traveler

Traveler prose poem

We have erred from the path. We have succumbed to the illusions of our foolish desires. We have extended our hand to brush against her beauty, even if for a moment. We have broken our vow. For this we have

The Throne Of Lucifer

The Throne Of Lucifer long poem

The sunset blazes ‘pon the vault, This afternoon dies slowly forever, The world is overfilled with weariness and fatigue, Another episode of this life’s masquerade Comes to an end… The curtain falls… And beauteous Agnes Adoma, The prima donna of

Nightfall

Nightfall long poem

The dark velvet blanket begins its descent Sprinkled with stars gleaming like diamonds on display, Shadows cast their images over mountains that surround me, Like hugs ancient warriors they stand guarding me like a king; And I feel loved. I

Inward Journey

Inward Journey short poem

And the lineage of existence does not fade. I try to wipe off, the heavy showers of death, daily. The pains were rising, in every word, in every talk. As part of nothingness, I was trying to find happiness. Put

Fountain Of Happiness

Fountain Of Happiness long poem

Poem Dedicated To My Father Late Moinuddin Hasan–An Ideal Teacher- BEFORE TEACHERS’ DAY Moinuddin was his name,eloquent, which means— One who is an aide to faith and for that weens He lost his father when only six months and mother,

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Bambara Spider Named Sabali

Bambara Spider Named Sabali short poem

am flying very high from this earth, still a paranoid cloud, walking on earth fearing dirt. i admire the spider’s heart, it stays there longer than eyes sees it. survival is the main objective , which tends to fear it.

The Return

The Return short poem

The blank page grinned at my emptiness.. Tears fell creating bluish islands… As my hand moved, the page bled hiding white spots; the remains of my love… Each droplet fading away to gloom; devoid of emotions.. I tried moving my

A Late Understanding

A Late Understanding short poem

It was too late for me to understand, I thought while I ran my daily errands, It should have clicked me sooner, But alas, what is done is done, It’s too late and cannot be undone. Everyone wished things were

Hush Mind

Hush Mind short poem

Hush Mind, Rest a while, While Truth I try to touch. Lead me not into Ego’s lanes, Lanes that into delusion end. Born of Nature, Thou nature to interfere, Handpicked maidens Thine, Thought and memory, Build layer of ignorance upon

The Judge Of The Universe

The Judge Of The Universe short poem

God is the cardinal creator He is the generous giver He can raise a dead to life, being the grantor He can create a thing that existed never He gave what you have He knows whatever you know Your deeds

Children

Children prose poem

We are mere children of the void. Specks on an infinitesimally small mote in limitless space. Lost by size, overlooked by indifference. A universe indifferent to our existence. The stars will shine, the planets will spin regardless of our future.

Poetry To Me

Poetry To Me short poem

Poetry evokes feelings, Stimulates thoughtful expressions, Evolving a strange emotion, Of an image in mind. It transforms everything, With a new perspective, A reflection of a photographic sight, In significant verses. Poetry is a pictorial, Imagery of words, Intensely used

Only If I Could

Only If I Could long poem

What I would tell you, only if I could I would tell you that I love you in the morning, over our morning coffee I would tell you that I love you, through a text, to see when we could

Birth Of A Star

Birth Of A Star short poem

Well and here I am in New York City Looking like I just stepped out of Vogue And the confidence I display screams GQ In these and those studio photos and Many high fashion magazines then it’s off To Hollywood

God’s Will

Gods Will short poem

God gave each of us Two ears but only one mouth Just to listen more And not too much brag about. Even if we need to talk Talk to the “Self” That is the real talk Rest is not worth

Pale Bastard

Pale Bastard long poem

Come back, Pa, I need your cash The hunger pangs make me wanna chow the natives You shoulda raised me poor, given me something of my own You grow into the castle forecast upon you And I will never have

In The Name Of…

In The Name Of... short poem

As innocents mouth your name and whisper of war, In twisted martyrdom you unwisely invest. Mortality will come knocking at your door, And terrified minds will be put to rest. All the killing in religion’s name, Will guarantee a swift

Why cannot I just be

Why cannot I just be short poem

As I stand here today Scared of my own shadow Afraid of the evils hands beyond My heart goes back in time When I walked down the road free Smiled at strangers Dressed as I pleased Labels were limited to

That day I Cried

That day I Cried short poem

I cried that day like never before Sobbing, wailing and fumbling like I had words no more… And life had no meaning anymore Kept wiping my eyes to stop my tears But that day they had their own flow The

The Rat Race

The Rat Race short poem

I am taking part in a race-the rat race Where all that matters are marks and grades And all I gain is unnecessary tension. I am clueless when you ask me to apply my knowledge For what I have learned

Lost In Solace

Lost In Solace prose poem

In search of solace I strayed into a world! There between dream and reality I wandered….. I wandered all alone forever and a day until….. until perfection was a being and flawless was familiar! A kingdom to the I and

It’s Gonna Rain Soon

Its Gonna Rain Soon short poem

The sunny time will soon be over The hard time will soon turn to paper My life will soon have a change Though, I may be struggling now The time of struggle will soon be over Everytime I’m up in

The Place

The Place short poem

Square box hidden in plain sight, square with the head positioned just right; the place of silence. Lying flat, no movement, with a stiffness of sort, a rectangular figure, colorful, long and sturdy. Propped up with a stillness, an energy

Gabble

Gabble short poem

i see two hands i see a face with eyes closed is the face in ecstasy or pain another story for another day i see a smile now and a kiss with wet lips i hear the proclamation of love

Never Say It When Am Gone

Never Say It When Am Gone short poem

Is that fair? Waiting to say all that when am gone Is this how friends be? ‘’He was an intelligent person Full of wisdom only he was careless’’ You say. Why saying that when am gone? Why? Why? Why? You

Freedom Sea

Freedom Sea short poem

Well there comes a time when every boy Must become a man but don’t cry mama I’ll be just fine on my own and I don’t need Anyone to hold my hand I know you’ll Miss me while I’m gone

The Cycle

The Cycle short poem

Her eyes, wide in bewilderment saying, “What the heck?” Her face was red where his fist had struck. Her lips swollen, cracked in places where her teeth bit, Her tears had dried up and quit. I could see the damage

Epiphany

Epiphany short poem

why do we “fall in love” ? why can’t we land in love ? maybe because falling in love means you’ve stepped into a gaping abyss , and no matter how much you try to stop the the fall ,

Truth And Mercy

Truth And Mercy short poem

She is within an ever-lasting atmosphere, She is beneath the never lasting core, She prays, searches, hopes and fights, To find this never lasting door, A door leading to peace and promise, She is running out of time, So why

Our Unborn Child

Our Unborn Child long poem

I write this letter to my unborn child from the depths of my soul. You will soon enter our lives, and make our lives complete and whole. I never thought I would be chosen for such an awesome task. It