No one pursues the goal as he does
With fast spaces he walks or goes
The honorable animal called teacher or guide
You can’t go. Question or politely confide

Gray hair speaks about long experience
The topics are discussed with length and at variance
No soul or life is seen through out the discussion
He is all alone in the midst of all confusion

All the subjects cover fancy ideas with imagination
It may have only irrelevance and no relation
The literature covers nothing but pure dreamy land
Authors impose their ideas and bring tragic end

Some of the hidden theme is brilliantly projected
As if whole energy has come to him to be injected
We silently watch his deep involvement with the subject
For him it is devotion and totally different act

He is not the different animal
Totally different personality and ideological 
He wants to boom the flowers in desert
It is his wish that pupil turn out to be very smart

Nevertheless, he has dominant position
No one can dare or raise the question
He has exclusive rights for any queries
The students are left with fewer worries

No one may like his appearance
But can’t be neglected at once
He is super guide and beacon
With his any thing can be lost or won