I am into poetry because of a very inspiring person in my life
Whom I cherish, every time I write.
He was my English Literature teacher
I don't know if he know I exist
But I know he made a huge difference
In the way, I think.
I never excelled in his class
Nor did something worth noticing
My muteness let me observe everything better
Laid some, invisible foundation within me.
I don't care if I am good or not
I don't care if I am not appreciated
But I know he gave words to my feelings
His voice echoes in my mind when I read it.
The passion, the expression,
the stress he put in words
when he read in class
made an everlasting impression.
He also taught me the lesson
of daring my fears
It was a hard lesson
but now I understand the importance.
Didn't need great marks
to write my metaphors in words
I wasn't supposed to be published writer
but a person who loves words too much.
Thank you, Thank you Sir
for not just English subject
but also teaching me being somebody out of nobody
and a good human being.
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This poem is dedicated to my school English teacher who knowingly or unknowingly left an impression on my thinking. Thank you Mr. Sagi.
Also,I want to heartily thank @OwainGlynn and @BillTemple for their encouragement and inspiration. It's because of them I write publicly and not hide my stuff anymore. :)
