Nevertheless

on




Teachers, educators,

Am I really going to be holding those statuses?

Ambitious, prestigious,

Am I able to have those until the end of my services?


Patience,

Easy to say yet not easy to stay.

Passion,

Easy to feel yet so easy to kill.


As I watch the kid,

As I watch him greet,

I do look unaware,

But my mind goes everywhere.


Will these feelings grow?

Or these feelings that I will throw?


Will I keep loving?

Will I keep trying?

When the day has come when I finally become a teacher.


Nevertheless,

Second by second,

Minute by minute,

Hour by hour,

I am still here,

Trying, fighting,

Hoping that all these tears will bloom into some beautiful flowers.

Comments

  1. Puteri's Land of JourneyApril 20, 2022 at 12:51 AM

    Your poem is really meaningful, you have put lots of memories into it

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  2. NadzirahApril 20, 2022 at 2:59 AM

    This poem really conveys a deep meaning. You should write more poem!

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  3. Dhini's DiaryApril 20, 2022 at 3:23 AM

    I really can understand you feelings through this poem. Good job on finding new talent!

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  4. Miss Nia KarlApril 20, 2022 at 5:45 AM

    The insecurity is understandable. i felt that way too... almost all the time.

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  5. ZatyApril 20, 2022 at 5:51 AM

    Awww, I feel you. The feeling of insecurity should not hold you back from being a great teacher, yeahh. You have all the time you need to improve yourself even though you are already a good one. The poem is beautiful too, it describes your feelings in a creative way, I like it!

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  6. Sofia ArkiaApril 20, 2022 at 6:03 AM

    Your poem struck my heart. I love it a lot

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