I wrote this poem when I was third year high school. It was after the JS prom which we have resulted pain on some of my unfortunate classmates.. As we know, a relationship like this is not allowed, so the ending of this story isn’t that happy after all. But at least this has also been a point of growing up.
Among all of the poems I had written, this was my favorite.
I hope you would enjoy reading this poem
To The Teacher He Loved
I have a story to tell,
It’s about a friend in love who fell.
To a teacher he admired very well,
Who made his very own heart swell.
This teacher he loved has her own beauty,
Smooth skin very creamy.
What my buddy likes most is her being lovely,
Even though he knows she’s twice of his age already.
My friend told me about the person he is dreaming,
At first, I thought he was kidding.
After some reasons, I started believing,
That in his life, she, the one who’s missing.
Sometime I asked my friend,
She’s twice your age, you can’t blend.
What if time comes, will it end?
He responded, Change on my looks for will I not tend.
Time passed, my friend called me on the phone,
Pal, I seem to feel alone,
My love, my fantasy has already someone,
I think this guy is handsome!
Told him, Wasn’t your fault if he’s tonight’s winne
In fact, there are other girls you can take out for dinner
You did not just deserve for her
Guess that guy of her is a good lover…
Whenever in the campus we meet,
Putting the JS Prom in conversation makes him grit.
For it was the night he didn’t want to admit,
As a matter of fact, on that same night, he did weep…
Where love ended and where it begun
We must always accept what has been done
When time comes and great things are gone
We must always remember that life must go on
This poem was also published on our high school publication on 2006.
Just to cheer things up, I’ve collected some images of beautiful teachers If you think you know a teacher who happens to be beautiful, please let me know 🙂