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The Voice

There is a voice inside of you
that whispers all day long,
'I feel that this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong.'

Shel Silverstein
My Idol(ms. Twinkle Dua)

One who always is the best,
Who takes me to a beautiful fest.
A lot more than just a teacher,
Her smile and nature is her best feature.

Priyadarshini Goel
Teacher (haiku)

the timid teacher
afraid to teach rowdy class
one boy takes her hand.


Salma Hatim

I decided to write a diary,
In a regular way.
As I got encouraged,
By my teacher a day.

Kanika Sajwan
My Maths Queen - (ms.teena Sharma)

Who lies in our heart,
Makes learning fun as art.
Generated my interest in her subject,
Helped us deal with geometrical object.

Priyadarshini Goel
Homework! Oh, Homework!

Homework! Oh, Homework!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink,
if only a bomb

Jack Prelutsky
Suicide Note

Part 1
Because of my cross, I find this life a misery
Like every cast in this dramatic adventure

Okey Nwande
Song Of Myself

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

Walt Whitman
Vellore Days

Two pairs of notebook, four pairs of dress,
Matching top with footwear was a worry, BUT there was no stress.

Waking up for 8 Am class was hard, running to SJT was a pain,

Roshni Kumari
Set My Limits

I made myself limited, limited to the words eyes and attention, there was no better creation then your presentation. The presentation of your personality was what majority never had. That was what made you limited edition

I made myself scares. I was afraid to lose myself in the darkness of the world. that is why I hid in your light for safety and warmth. In your light my eyes were open. My teacher of life. It was tough love that tought me there is no such thing as love . It was you who thought me how to fight for things that could but that was pure selfish . Who was I looking for knowledge from. A greedy human who knew nothing but herself satisfaction


Faizel Malek
Awesome Inspirer (sayani Ma'am)

You are my real inspiration,
One who provides me my aspiration.
A stupendous teacher you are,
Whom i never want to leave a far.

Priyadarshini Goel
Tell Me The Truth About Love

Is it in the pair of egrets in the azure sky
Flying to an unknown destination?
Is it in the summer rains
Falling in the fissures of the earth?

Laishram Gojendra
Note To Dad

There is a new one called Bob, or is it Rob.
His face is round just like a door knob.
He has a mop of hair that looks like a mob.
Although he is not, he acts like a snob.

Gabriel Mapati
Dear Mama

Mama, Our teacher taught us A to Z
And Papa bought me a pen and paper
And our letter to you, papa's and mine
I write as my first test of writing

Lewis Wamwanda
Ode 1373

I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
My Dream Teacher( Shabina Ma'am)

A very beautiful teacher I know,
Whom I would never say a no.
Who has the most wonderful features,
One of the sweetest english teachers.

Priyadarshini Goel

The anniversary of great heroes were observed,
For their unwavering service,
Thinking for the good causes,
Scarifying ones happiness on others.

Norbu Dorji
The Divine Comedy By Dante: The Vision Of Hell, Or The Inferno: Canto Xix

Woe to thee, Simon Magus! woe to you,
His wretched followers! who the things of God,
Which should be wedded unto goodness, them,
Rapacious as ye are, do prostitute

Dante Alighieri
An Inspiring Teacher (ms. Neetu Sharma)

A marvellous, awesome teacher,
With the most brilliant feature.
Love you to moon and back,
There is nothing you lack.

Priyadarshini Goel
Walt Whitman


And what I assume you shall assume;

Walt Whitman
The Lesson

Chaos ruled OK in the classroom
as bravely the teacher walked in
the nooligans ignored him
his voice was lost in the din

Roger Mcgough

In life
one is always


Nikki Giovanni

Possibly there are an infinite possibility
to paint it my way, thoughts increasing to
a point beyond the limit, defying probabilities
Ideas in proximity I've got stability, also a piece of paper in peace with the moves of my pen

Itz Abusedink
Thousand Lies.

Promise are to keep & hold it with dignity,
Enlighten beings sacrifice life there,
Rather than breaking promises,
Nobel are the person who hold promises.

Norbu Dorji
The Carrier's Story Or, Brighten's Sister-in-law

At a point where the old road crosses
The river, and turns to the right,
I'd camped with the team; and the hosses
Was all fixed up for the night.

Henry Lawson
The Teacher’s Lesson

I saw a child some four years old,
Along a meadow stray;
Alone she went-unchecked-untold-
Her home not far away.

Sam G. Goodrich

My country, My home,
My King, My Leader,
My Parents, My Teacher
My name, My identity.

Norbu Dorji
Cuchullain’s Lament Over Fardiad

Play was each, pleasure each,
Until Fardiad faced the beach;
One had been our student life,
One in strife of school our place,

George Sigerson
Michael Oaktree

Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.


Alfred Noyes

â??Come, sing a new song to her here while we listen!'
They cry to her sons who sing;
And one sings: ' Mavourneen, it makes the eyes glisten
To think how the sorrows cling,

John Boyle O'reilly
To ------,


Maiden! with the fair brown tresses

John Greenleaf Whittier

Manifestation is not a medium that you can change into,
Two or three different forms at a time, but
It’s the moment that you change in each events you attend to be,
You can be the doctor in the hospital but a husband & dad at home.

Norbu Dorji

He brought me his report card from the teacher and he said
He wasn't very proud of it and sadly bowed his head.
He was excellent in reading, but arithmetic, was fair,
And I noticed there were several 'unsatisfactorys' there;

Edgar Albert Guest
Report To Crazy Horse

All the Sioux were defeated. Our clan
got poor, but a few got richer.
They fought two wars. I did not
take part. No one remembers your vision

William Stafford
First Day At School

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

Roger Mcgough
Christmas Eve


Out of the little chapel I burst
Into the fresh night-air again.

Robert Browning
Frost At Midnight

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,

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
An Essay On Man: Epistle I.


Having proposed to write some pieces on human life and manners, such as (to use my Lord Bacon's expression) come home to men's business and bosoms, I thought it more satisfactory to begin with considering man in the abstract, his nature and his state; since, to prove any moral duty, to enforce any moral precept, or to examine the perfection or imperfection of any creature whatsoever, it is necessary first to know what condition and relation it is placed in, and what is the proper end and purpose of its being.


Alexander Pope
Life's Lesson Book

Life is a ponderous lesson-book, and Fate
The teacher. When I came to love's fair leaf
My teacher turned the page and bade me wait.
'Learn first,' she said, 'love's grief';

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Tables Turned

Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
Or surely you'll grow double:
Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
Why all this toil and trouble?

William Wordsworth
Goody Two-shoes.

Versified by Mrs. Clara Doty Bates.

Two-Shoes, Two-Shoes,

Clara Doty Bates
Woman In Politics

What, madam, run for School Director? You?
And want my vote and influence? Well, well,
That beats me! Gad! where _are_ we drifting to?
In all my life I never have heard tell

Ambrose Bierce
Dear Mum

Poet Name:victor Kapalu

Dear mum,
You're the heroe we know

Victor Kapalu
Let's Go On!

I had a dream
Made me scream
I called my mom
She made me calm.

Manoj Srirangam
In Memoriam. - Miss. Emily B. Parish,

Formerly a Teacher in Hartford, died at Cleveland, Ohio, March 12th, 1862.

Teachers,--she is not here

Lydia Howard Sigourney
Father Death Blues

Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going


Allen Ginsberg
The Farmer's Daughter Cherry

The Farmer quit what he was at,
The bee-hive he was smokin':
He tilted back his old straw hat--
Says he, 'Young man, you're jokin'!

Isabella Valancy Crawford
George Mullen's Confession

For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks the
Of the clockworks of my nature, I desire to say that I'm
A weak and sinful creature, as regards my daily walk

James Whitcomb Riley
The Child Of The Islands - Autumn


BROWN Autumn cometh, with her liberal hand
Binding the Harvest in a thousand sheaves:

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
The Ideal Candidates

(A by-law of the New York Board of Education says: “No married woman
shall be appointed to any teaching or supervising position in the New
York public schools unless her husband is mentally or physically
incapacitated to earn a living or has deserted her for a period of not

Alice Duer Miller