My First Love Poem by riya misi

My First Love



Men of great history
Revealed strength en grace
Passioned me
How seldom! real man of today
With goodness, light and calm thoughts
May approve smiles en salute
But still the one who is…..
from past enlight me now to guide my tomorrow is my first teacher
My mentor of all times en my first love is my dad
He civilized me to admire, preserve en communicate with nature
he accomplished me the secret of smiling secretely
he taught me one penny of hardwork worth high than 1000 earned free
he nurtured me to be bold to the hard ones
and to be silent &smooth to the dear &near‘s when they're angry
he polished me to accept failure rather to celebrate hyporite success
he shaped me how to fit in my shoes rather to hide in other's pocket
he introduced me a new paradise of books.
he gifted me the art of using the sixth finger on my right
he cultivated me to identify the lesson in every 1st mistake I make
he developed me to think as a women when I failed being young
he corrected me to think as a child when I failed being women
he literated me that it is not the thorn that pricks but our negligence
he skilled me to be resourceful to the needy rather to turn them lazy
he never directed me to shine as a star and end shooting
but he prepared me whether I gain or loss but to be unique as moon
he never taught me to hide my tears
but he taught me to smile even when I'm hurt
he never coached me wealth lost is worthy
but he educated me character shouldn't lose its beauty
he never initiated me to show the hardwork's pride
but cultivated me to fear bad vanity
he never formed me to fear dark or deamon
but preached me to fear god for his punishment
he never advised me to follow someone's trial
but taught me to walk where no one walked before and leave trials
he never guided me how to break the silence of the 2nd person I met
but trained me to say sorry to break his own silence

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