Best Teacher Poems

Chaos ruled OK in the classroom
as bravely the teacher walked in
the nooligans ignored him
his voice was lost in the din
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A millionbillionwillion miles from home
Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they
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What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the
streets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.

In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit
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In life
one is always
balancing
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Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going
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'My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems to be.
His name was Mister Unsworth and he taught us history.
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Here's the rule for what to do
If ever your teacher has the flu
Or for some other reason takes to her bed
And a different teacher comes instead
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Son, what will you do
If you are given three wishes from God?
The teacher stares at the 13 years old student
With a deep sigh
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Homework! Oh, Homework!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink,
if only a bomb
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We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
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The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud--and hark, again ! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
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I put my heart to school
In the world, where men grow wise,
'Go out,' I said, 'and learn the rule;
Come back when you win a prize.'
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Then said a teacher, 'Speak to us of Teaching.'

And he said:
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A bad teacher is negatively pessimistic
A good teacher is positively optimistic

A bad teacher swears all the time
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Yellow foliage fallen on my hands
Remind me, they once were green
Reminisce me of our beautiful time
Standing here, witnessing running days
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In a poem, one line may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
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WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting?
Not unfamiliar to my ear his name,
Nor yet unknown to many a joyous meeting
In days long vanished,-- is he still the same,
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I was once a 'budding' ballerina,
With all the right outfits to wear,
There never was anyone keener,
I had point shoes and tutus to spare.
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Why I am being pushed to school?
For refining self and not looking fool,
To stay away from home and look cool,
Or to learn the system how to pass stool,
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AN old man's thought of School;
An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itself
cannot.

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Quack, quack says the duck,
"Be wake of quack and the hulk.
Avoid avidity accept avid,
Play with good boy like David."
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If external action is effete
and rhyme is outmoded,
I shall revert to you,
Habakkuk, as when in a Bible class
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Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate,
All but the page prescrib'd, their present state:
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know:
Or who could suffer being here below?
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Schoolmistress
Having, with bold Horatius, stamped her feet
And waved a final swashing arabesque
O'er the brave days of old, she ceased to bleat,
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Teacher, teacher, teacher,
you don't be a preacher,
and never be a searcher,
I will become a researcher,
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Dropping!
Doping,
Velvet,
Tamarind;
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I walk among the rows of bowed heads--
the children are sleeping through fourth grade
so as to be ready for what is ahead,
the monumental boredom of junior high
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Lynzie Anne Mc Kenzie was a very creative girl,
She made a macaroni necklace for her teacher Mrs. Pearl.
'It's the dumbest gift I've seen! ' Laughed little Tony Maloney,
'Nobody wants a necklace made from macaroni! '
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It was when I was just in class three
Hovering around the tenth year of age
Something bothered me in the hours wee
A sweetness, an aroma, sweat
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In every school, to every student
there's a special teacher.
To every teacher, to every student
there's a special bond.
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A BEST FRIEND-Makes a lunch trade with you even if he doesn't love peanut butter and jelly.
A BEST FRIEND-Notices you standing alone by the fence and invites you to play hockey with the rest of the class.
A BEST FRIEND-Chooses you to go camping with him each summer.
A BEST FRIEND-Puts chalk in the teacher's eraser so you're not the only
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Sometimes I wonder
What should be the colour of love?
Colours like red, blue, green all occupied
Yellow, brown and pink all well defined
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What importance we give to children?
Are they not the messenger from heaven?
Can they prove apostle of peace and preacher?
In times to come they can prove best teacher
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Aakhir tum kyu itne dil k paas ho,
Koi to vajah jarur hai, jo tum itne khas ho.

Mere dosto mein sabse pehle tumhara hi naam aata hai,
Rabb ki kasam humara pichle kai janmo se nata hai.
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It is your company in solitude I treasure,
Those are the imaginative moments of pleasure;
I long to be within your majestic universe ever,
To seek the creative bliss beyond measure;
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Oh! Teacher, Oh! Teacher,
If you, one day, become my student,
and I become your Teacher.
Before I teach you
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1992

1) I was born in a Free City, near the North Sea.
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____nothing glamorous, a lady
_____ walking down the stairs
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I made a mark beside her name,
Just trying to keep score.
If she keeps talking on, I thought,
She'll earn herself some more.
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Written Mother’s day 2009

What thoughts that day…went through your mind?
Sweet gentle lady; born one of a kind,
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An infant grew into a kid with joy
The Kid developed into a school boy
The Boy matured as a Youth,
The Same youth turned into a scholar
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Teacher, teacher, teacher, teach me now
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You are my creator
My mentor, my teacher,
You are the guiding force of my life
Who always help me in times of strife.
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Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good !
Into my heart have I received that Lay
More than historic, that prophetic Lay
Wherein (high theme by thee first sung aright)
Of the foundations and the building up
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The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog
Uncurling over the tainted city river,
A young girl rowing and her anxious father
Scavenging for corpses. Funeral meats. The clever
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Life is a teacher, which teaches how to live.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to win.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to laugh.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to make other people cry.
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I was visibly moved and perturbed
Out of gear completely and disturbed
Mind so much occupied and probed,
Hair straight up as if not combed,
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One day I sent some words to Tel Aviv.
Perhaps, they whisper in the grasses yet.
Good-bye to my last teacher and my best.
A letter to be read over your grave.
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I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I am
as old as my father is.
My teacher will come and say, "It is late, bring your slate
and your books."
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The autistic child’s fingers fly across
the keys releasing inaudible syllables
of joy, floating upward between
his fingers.
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Straight as a nun I sit.
My fingers foolish before paper and pen
hide in my palms. I hear the slow, accented echo
How are yu? I ahm fine. How are yu?
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You are my mother
More supportive than a brother
You are my mother
More compassionate than a sister
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These recollections with the scent of ferns
Are the idyll of early years
(Gregorio Gutierrez González)
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School is an institution for educating children,
It brings integrity and feeling of brethren.
It refers to both building and pupils,
Pupils sickle lesson as farmers yield through sickles.
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There is a voice inside of you
that whispers all day long,
'I feel that this is right for me,
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Friend? hope for the Guest while you are alive.
Jump into experience while you are alive!
Think... and think... while you are alive.
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Mary had some bubble gum, bubble gum, bubble gum
Mary had some bubble gum
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I'm a child again,
as memories come flooding back.
Here I am standing outside my old school
which is due to be demolished for something more modern.
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You're still young and innocent and mild
After all you're still only a child
You have parents, that are supposed to protect you
But often they don't, more than they do
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i was dead
i came alive
i was tears
i became laughter
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The spider spins its web and waits to ensnare prey
then carefully wraps it up to save for another day
to feed its progeny.They also kill their mates.
If you break a sector of the web the whole thing shakes
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Neutrality is the balance
between bad and good
life is water...
a balance between good and bad,
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I am twenty-four
led to slaughter
I survived.
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When I was little,
My mother charmed me with delightful stories.
She knew I was enchanted by fairy tales.
And I would sit up with rapt attention
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Save Our Children
From Technology
They are totally addicted
To Technology
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Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
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Teachers we love you,
For all the kind things you do,
using your teaching tools and talents,
Keeping everything in balance,
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Sitting under the Banyan tree I watch the water hitting its raised roots
Restless and agitated as a disturbed mind.
It's effervescence matching my own state of mind.
On the sun baked land the Banyan tree stands alone in silent meditation.
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Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide,
Came a ghost, and for a moment walked in silence by my side --
Now my heart was hard and bitter, and a bitter spirit he,
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Respective Duties And Responsibilities Are The Key To
Sustainable Prosperity Stability Peace And Happiness
January 5, 2021
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Change you can your hair color, not your skin;
Change you can your smile and grin: not your eyes;
Change you can your sex partners, not your kin;
Change you can your sinful life: Be soul-wise!
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For the care
You rendered
Like a father or a mother,
Like the concern
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Swift swallows sailing from the Spanish main,
O rain-birds racing merrily away
From hill-tops parched with heat and sultry plain
Of wilting plants and fainting flowers, say--
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I don't know
How many little things
Have contributed in making me
I do not know how such small things
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(After Rilke)


Spring has returned! Everything has returned!
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There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
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Oh! Goddess of Knoledge and Wisdom!

Blessed I am to provide knowledge to those
Who seek the same from me and chose!
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before i met u i was known mearly by my name
after i met you i am known as the happiest soul
you are my inspiration, you are my teacher
you are my angel, you are my superstar
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My parents once asked me
When you grow up
What would you like to be?
An actor I said
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There is nothing,
Like being a FRIEND.
There is nothing,
Like being a WELL WISHER.
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Spring wafts up the smell of bus exhaust, of bread
and fried potatoes, tips green on the branches,
repeats old news: arrogance, ignorance, war.
A cinder-block wall shared by two houses
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Riding on the waves of sorrow and mirth
Traverses life of human if the sail is smooth.
Hurricanes n tornado with mountainous tides
No doubt to it capsize n it's doom they decide.
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My vision is the azure sky
And dreams are Paradise
My dwelling is behind the wall
I’m hidden to probing eyes
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O, .wind, people may laugh at me and blame
High velocity speed may bring only shame
What to do? Close the eyes or cover the knee
In both the cases it will only harm me
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This is to the motherland,
Where I am born.
This is to the teacher,
Who taught me nothing.
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Many decades after graduation
the students sneak back onto
the school-grounds at night
and within the pane-lit windows
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An urban teacher recently transferred to a rural school
Had complaint of, ‘Inability to pass his stool’.
His wife thought, “Husband may be speaking lie
Let me take him to Freud- City’s sexiest guy.”
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If I should meet you
on the dusty road of life
Do not despair
for I am your teacher
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Like a warm breath of air
He hovers in my memory
No superman, a meek soul
Not one to squander his time
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Clad in long white pants
Folded ‘n Tucked up at ankle
Seated on mate's cycle bar
Arrived he, at our village school
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to my sister, Sharon,
and all her glistening music

go deeper into the woods soothed my pages,
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dedicated to all teachers by profession

as Mentor
let the mentor gives an advice
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It's the birthday of a wonderful person
Who has enriched our world in many ways
She is a scholar and a teacher
An avid reader and an author of books
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Little girl, do you feel many eyes watching you each day,
while, in sun or rain, outside you carry on ….at your play?
It's just me, your multi-eyed little pencil-case-spider-friend.
Remember when last year, on playground, me you did defend?
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She remembers the cherry trees were in bloom when she met him,
Time rolls back,
In a humble cafe, drinking tea,
A man leans across and catches her arm,
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Neither of us knows
where we are heading
Yet your smile glows
Like a flowering of hope
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Am waiting for you, my son
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SWAMI VIVEKANANDA (A brief introduction)

Swami Vivekananda (Narendranath Datta) was born on 12-01-1863 at Kolkata and died on 04-07-1902 at 39 years of age. He was a disciple of Guru Ramakrishna Paramahamsa, who worshiped Mother Kali. Swamiji was the first religious ambassador to America, in which land he was recognized for his talents and deep knowledge in the Hindu ancient scriptures and religion. He was advocating for Universal Religion. Every world citizen should read his speeches in 9 Volumes released by the Ramakrishna Mission Association.. His life story starts with the Birth of Hinduism.
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Friend, hope for the Guest while you are alive.
Jump into experience while you are alive!
Think... and think... while you are alive.
What you call 'salvation' belongs to the time before death.
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The everyday duties of a teacher
Are as difficult as they can be,
Whether in an elementary or secondary school
Or whether the teacher is a he or she.
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