Teacher Rhyme Poems | Examples
These Teacher Rhyme poems are examples of Rhyme poems about Teacher. These are the best examples of Rhyme Teacher poems written by international poets.
Your noor overflows from your majesty
Your name exceeds over milkyway galaxy
At the earth at seas at skies your place
Who is in trouble caught up by your aids
Your arms are behind the dam of Gog
One blind eye of dejjal by your finger gouged
Next to Jesus your commander is Mahdi
You are the pioneer of glorious victory
You are the ruler of armies of Islam, master
You are the teacher of science Sultans, master
You are the hidden knowledge oceans' vessel, master
You are the light to heavens and earth, master
You are the honor of whole universe, master
Categories:
allah, islamic,
I taught my little daughter
how to ford the raging water.
And I taught my little son
how to calm a storm not yet begun.
Just so they would know ~ how it is done.
Categories:
children, daughter, education, son,
When I was a boy,
I was snarky and coy,
I learnt the lessons,
when the bullies
beat the heck out of me
and too right as this
was my personality
and this little prick
was being such a dick.
Living so vividly
being taught a lesson,
I still smoked in the boy's
of the toilets
and got caught.
The teacher waited,
until I inhaled the last
as I knew it made no difference.
I was going to cop a suspension
again.....anyway.
My mother's claws were a hawk's
when she got home,
and I tried so gently,
to break down the truth
but its no incidence
She delivered deliverance....
I had already locked the back door,
but she still scratched the
hell out of my face,
like an involuntary impatient,
I hate the fact,
as she was healthy
I was still the death
of her.......
before her illnesses.
I don't know of why my anarchy
I never obey rules of monastery
Its just that I always lived,
and I am now drowning
as I'm trying to breathe,
I remember the starfishes
upon collection of beaches,
My Auntie's a pianist
but my memorial
Especially my Uncle,
pulled coins from my ears.
2 dollar coins
worth 10 dollars
today.
Categories:
angst, childhood, nostalgia, youth,
Charlie Doots was a curly-haired boy
He always played with his favorite toy
All the boys and girls would always laugh
Because Charlie always played with his blue giraffe
One day he brought his blue giraffe to school
And his teacher said- Charlie, we have a rule
There are no toys allowed in our class
Especially Charlie Doots, a blue giraffe
Charlie said- "But teacher, my giraffe can dance"
The Children laughed so hard they almost peed their pants
Because they saw the blue giraffe waltzing across the floor
And so, the children didn't laugh at Charlie Doots no more!
Categories:
children, kindergarten,
Whichever pathway you decide to choose,
They’ll always be lessons and lots of clues.
On every pathway, lessons will exist,
Finding truth will require that you persist.
Walking a path, does not learning assure.
Takes more than presence, learning to secure.
From your doubt you ask, “why aren’t I learning?”
Lacking desire, the internal burning.
In the present, let the path do its part.
Clear your mind, listen, and follow your heart.
The answers you’re seeking come from inside,
Consider each option then you decide.
Lessons will surely come as you travel,
Allowing the complex to unravel.
Take the complex and make it simplistic,
Lessons learned will seem realistic.
Categories:
change, heart, introspection, life,
Hands of wisdom
Gone on to God’s Kingdom
Guidance in understanding
Knowing and sustaining
Heaven on high
The watch from Thy
Encouragement that was broad
My heart being assured
Grandma’s years of living experience
Her impact and influence
Strength endurance
Grandma wise
Seeing I to I
Times of Discipline
Wrong to right
Youthful years sometimes resent
As an Adult, I understand
Her song her own, “Afterwhile”
I am enriched to stand and withstand
Her praying hands feature
My Grandmother was some teacher
Grandson don’t worry
I her whispers in live and enjoy
I learned well
Understanding myself and purpose
My footsteps have journeyed miles
My reflections while
The think back
Keeping track
Living my best in Grandma’s wisdom
Preparation test fulfilled
More greatness to come
The live out
Grandma’s desire
Categories:
appreciation, celebration, grandmother, grandson,
Inspired to share my knowledge,
Dedicated to teach with courage,
I gave my service with all my heart—
In my students' lives, I played an important part.
Three decades of guiding the young,
These are my riches, the songs I’ve sung.
I may be a candle burning low,
But the light I gave will always glow.
Proud to shape each growing mind,
And when my time is left behind,
Please remember me not with sorrow or wrath,
But as one who lit a flicker on your path.
June 20, 2025
Maria Paz
Categories:
education, student, teacher,
All my friends are round
And their hair is gray
I can hardly walk
On class reunion day
I'd be safe and warm
If I'd stayed in bed today
Class reunion dreamin'
Oh what a telling day
Fell down in a lurch
When stumbling 'long the way
Well, I got up on my knees
And there I was to stay
You know teacher never told us
How old we'd look today
Class reunion dreamin'
Oh what a telling day
Categories:
age, angst, fate, humorous,
Provoking her is not easy to do
She’s been teaching children since fifty-two
Spanking was the norm back in the day
I still like to use it she will often say
Alas times have changed, children now play
Wasting their time each and every other day
Ridiculous she said when she finally retired
Just months before she may have been fired.
Categories:
teacher,
Thank you for every laugh,
And for every smile,
Thank you for every tear,
You made it all worth while.
Thank you for the memories,
The good and bad,
Thank you for making me happy,
During all the times I felt sad.
Thank you for being here,
And getting to know me,
You saw the person,
That you knew I could be.
Categories:
growing up, growth, teacher,
Chalk
White powder rock.
Just 45 minutes on the clock.
Teacher is the tool.
The chalk is the writer.
Many lesions, many words.
White dust across the black board.
Erase to smudge.
Chalk re-writes discipline.
Learn as much as you can.
Let poetry begin.
Refining thoughts.
Lost time writing in cursive.
White limestone,
To a soft smoked poem
Categories:
school,
Do you have art any influences in your family? Asked Professor Staff.
Calista, a new freshman in KCK college began to laugh.
Everyone in my family is a cartoonist or a painter she said.
You get this from your parents? He wondered outside his head.
My mother, my father, and especially Grandma McVey.
Grandma McVey has an art studio; where she sits every day.
She paints with fluorescent acrylic turquoises and pinks.
Her clothes are dotted, speckled and smeared with inks.
Since I was two, I have been a painter, because that is what we do.
I am fond of texture, color, pencils, erasers, and paints of every hue.
The professor said, “I doubt there’s anything I can teach you,
You see, your Grandma McVey was once upon a time my teacher too.”
Categories:
art,
Cutesy petootsie teacher with her hair so fine
The boys showed up every day in a line
The girls liked her too, she was a favorite all over school
One of the kindest teachers, and she was no fool
Her outfits were perfect, her hair the right kind of messy.
We called her Miss B, the principal called her Miss Bessy
She never missed a day, and we came every day too
The finest teacher I ever had since year preschool two
Categories:
teacher,
Henessey the hip hop girl danced rings around the others
Astounding her dance teacher and other girls’ mothers
She is such a show-off said the other girls in her hip hop class.
Her kicks were crazy and wildly exuberant; she broke more than one glass.
We like your enthusiasm, the dance teacher told Henessey
But you have to watch what you are doing with your elbows and knee
Henessey kicked out a window and knocked a vase off a ledge.
The dance teacher refunded their money, asking her to take karate instead.
Categories:
dance,
Some of the best advice I received from my Teach
When I was to give my 9th grade speech
As I was standing up there
Was to picture the class in their underwear
Categories:
9th grade, teacher,