Dedication:

To the one who lit the path to my dreams,
This poem is a tribute, a heartfelt gleam.


Introduction:

In every writer’s heart, a spark must ignite,
A beacon of hope, a flicker of light.
This is the story of the one who inspired,
Who gave me the courage, made me aspired.


Chapter 1: The First Spark

Once, my thoughts were fleeting whispers,
Lost in the winds, unspoken twisters.
Words in my heart, yearning to flow,
But fear held me back, refusing to show.

I’d stare at the page, so blank and white,
Afraid my words wouldn’t feel right.
But then you came, a gentle soul,
And showed me how to make me whole.

You whispered, “Write, your voice is true,
The world awaits what’s inside of you.”
And with that nudge, I took the first step,
Filling my journal, each page I kept.


Chapter 2: The Path Unfolds

The road ahead was long and steep,
With many nights where I couldn’t sleep.
Yet, in my heart, your words remained,
Like the steady wind, a force unchained.

You spoke of patience, of the flow of time,
Of rhythm in writing, the dance of rhyme.
When doubt would creep and fear would rise,
You calmed my soul with open eyes.

With each word written, I found my way,
And through your guidance, I would stay.
“You are a writer,” you gently said,
And in those words, I found my thread.


Chapter 3: The Storms of Self-Doubt

But even the strongest must weather the storm,
And through the years, I was often worn.
The pen felt heavy, and the words would stall,
As though my voice had lost its call.

The darkness crept, and shadows loomed,
As if the light inside me had been consumed.
I doubted myself, unsure and weak,
As I searched for...