Ren - Hello Poetry

Ren Apr 17

He is to me what kings are to their knight,
Who grants me trials that shape and make me strong.
He is the dawn that banishes the night,
Who gives me truth when all the world feels wrong.

He is a compass when I lose my way,
A steady hand when storms begin to rise.
His words are stars that help me not to stray,
A spark of fire beneath the cloudy skies.

He is to me the book the wise revere,
Each page a path to knowledge deep and wide.
He speaks, and thoughts long buried reappear,
A tide of wonder I no more can hide.

In every lesson, he bestows me grace—
A guide, a torch, the sun upon my face.

just what I feel towards my favorite teacher

#teacher #student #sonnet #shakespearean #iambic #pentameter

Ren Apr 16

The Tourmaline

I store the tourmaline in the shade
of my heart, unbeknownst to it.
"What a sordid gemstone I am," it sighs—
if only it knew how I yearn for its light.

"I'm only prized for the lucre I bring,"
if only it knew I cherish its quiet gleam.
"There are finer stones than me," it mutters,
but to me, they are mere rocks in your shadow.

"People just lock me away in their boxes,"
but I’d carry you with me through every voyage.
"I’m scratched, worn — mishandled," it says.
But I would thread gold through every groove,
and call them the paths that led me to you.

The tourmaline is a metaphor for someone I cherish deeply .

#love #romantic #symbolic #unreciprocated #gemstone #tourmaline #metaphor

Ren Apr 16

Falling Leaves

Oh, how cruel a tree appears!
Shedding the leaves that cooked its food,
Shedding the leaves that gave it shade,
Shedding the leaves that bore its name,
Shedding the leaves--parts of itself!

Yet with a gentle simper, the tree whispers:
“Oh my people,
I shed these leaves not in malice, but in need.
For only in letting go
can I survive
and see a brighter tomorrow.”

#tree #symbolic #self #love

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