• nahee27 9w

    Our teacher

    Blows my mind with endless taunts,
    Excusing me for my never ending faults.
    We were growing, even her voice,
    Punishing us was her only choice.
    Shaping us for our success,
    Hitting her head for her stress.
    When all judged us by our marks,
    She knew all our darks.
    Staring at us with wide eyes,
    For our meaningless question that flies.
    She knew its our last year,
    But hesitates to show the fear.
    She yells at us to use our brain,
    Ignoring her endless pain.
    She is a human with unexplainable features,
    Let us all salute to our teachers.
    ©nahee27