Intro: What would we without our teachers? Have we thought of their importance? We owe almost everything to them, but let's take a moment to think what we are, before the eyes of a teacher....
I'm no any prodigy,
I'm none a genius known;
I was never the legend born,
Nor did any fortunes I ever bore.
I existed even none looked upon,
A formless shadow behind,
Even accompanying in the darkest -
Where none else turn to cheer.
You knew me since your first light,
Moment I sacrificed being myself -
I left me to embrace you,
The unique child I believed in.
Out of that bedridden dorm
Following each footsteps you explore,
Searching for life as you grew,
I escorted that path all alone.
Harsh struck revelations of present -
How hard it is even to survive,
Not any fairies cast a magical spell,
Neither those butterflies flew free;
Nor did ice-creams poured out of dreams,
A trapped world around us we see.
Gone away expectations before,
Left to choke here miserably.
Falling each time, you cried -
Harder the next time, you still tried!
I was there - holding you up, unnoticed;
Never to let you shattered at the end.
Broken or in grief were some days,
But this shadow even sheltered -
Rejoicing, awarding were the ways,
Slowly smiling from a corner!
Yet there was light, there was hope -
That you felt from the behind,
I kept my word on guiding thee -
With each zeal the flames ingite.
Bustling people in their own pursuits,
This world now is as filled with,
Faceless and anonymous beings,
Lost in the adrift herd;
Yet behind you I forever remained.
People came and people went,
None ever looked back once,
All those desires they'd met -
Before them then, you became lost.
Still we fought against all odds,
We fought for self and mere!
From an average out of herd;
To the leader they admire!
This day you stand there high,
This path now drawns upon,
From first footsteps to leave -
A footprint in the world upon;
You came a long way here,
But never alone!
I was there, I am still here -
Till the eternal time falls!
Once in the mirror you shall see,
Or once beneath, in your shadow,
Or once above, from my shade;
The way you had ever known me -
But for a moment, smile me back;
And make me remind my youth days,
I once was living as you're now.
You maybe no any prodigy, nor any genius known;
You maybe never the legend born, nor any fortune you bore -
You are special, as I believed in you cause-
You were the reflection, through which I saw myself.
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Free to the Heavens (collection of short poems)
PoésieThis book is a collection of short poems by me... Contains a series of vivid, enthusiastic, energetic poems that will surely let you flow to the brink of heavens.... Notable one include "The Starry Messenger", "Cat in the House" and others... The po...
