Short School Life Poems
Short School Life Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about School Life by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about School Life by length and keyword.
Growth is not instant,
Becoming is a process;
Ripening takes time.
Instantly, give God the praise
And thanksgiving, for the time:-
Don't be a football,
Thrown and kicked down the field
Like rocks of nature;
Rather, be a bouncing ball
Sowing and reaping life's goals
School: There once was a school
Classes filled with nice students
Our goal was to learn
But my dreams turned to ash
Then my dream was to get passed
Awake from the dream
look around to find my clock
8 o'clock and sigh
get ready to go school
whole time think about school life
heading to the school
my fam's encourage
but hopeless school's boring classes
study never ends
Why waste time at school and still miss the bus
When ignorance is instantaneous!
In this school we call life,
The best teacher seems strife
That gives great lessons, makes none whatso fuss.
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Tongue-in-cheek |17.11.2024|humour, school, life
Life was so hard at fourteen,
I need to work hard while studying,
My dream was to be successful ,
So go on strived to reach for the stars,
Be the one, fly high, you can do it,
Have faith in God, He was there for you,
Poverty is not a hindrance girl.
February 19, 2026
In human nature,
hearing and listening are
not the same thing:-
You can hear said words
but can not respond to them,
if not listening:-
Ancestrally said,
you not listening is bad;
not caring, is worse:-
Being a wise one,
do not just hear what is said;
understand also:-
6:23 PM
Clock ticks ticks ticking
Hunched back and sprawled all over
I get this feeling
Fingers taps taps clicking
Pen taps in repetition
I hate this feeling
I stared at the calendar
And scorned at the squeaking birds outside
As well as the date presented
Circled in bold red
With the words
"Time's up!"
First day in school life
sorrow blue innocent face
one silent next cries
Mom was in tension
sister took care at that time
seen tearing eyes
School life is a bore
Of this I am sure
Coming to school
Five days a week
While others enjoy themselves
Out there on the street
Seeing teachers 6 hours a day
And most of them being very ugly anyway
School is boring
Thats a fact
Seeing people dis' each other
And get maliced back
I am so bored
Yes, it's true
By writing this poem
Which was not for you :p
Form:
Numbers and letters on Excel
Determine how I excel
Teacher plays wizard
Competition rises
Prize of apples, robes, cars
Blood thirsty blood hounds
On a chase
Or a race
Bye, childhood
Friendliness no longer exists
I’m a monster
New goals
Apples, robes, cars
Sweat, blood, tears
What is chivalry?
Camaraderie?
It’s a hunt
For apples, robes, cars
Must survive
IN THE GEOMETRY OF IT ALL
Indeed, there’s never ever an
Easy walk towards freedom.
Thus, we must ever seek,
With divine hope and
Faith, the right angle,
Triangle, and circle
Of oneness, in our
Maze journey in
The hexagon of
This lived life
Of the math
Of this old
World:-
848.
My Life Path #8: My School Life
In Carmecita, I had my Preparatory
In SFACS & DCS, I had my Elementary
In OLSI, I had my Secondary
In UP, I had my Tertiary
In 2010, I was a teacher in Fermat Academy
In 2010-2016, I was a teacher in Capiz State University
In 2019-2020, I was a teacher in OLSI
In 2022, I was a teacher in Assumption School-Passi City.
-04/08/2022
(Dumarao)
*Black Saturday
breaks from a simple high school life
in a tranquil school
that isnt filled with gangs
where i can go home
and there is plenty of money
and my mom is sitting on the couch
because she has everything we need
because we arent behind on the bills
and my brothers rest peacefully
because no one bullies them
and my grades are the best
and i can get a job anytime
to help my careless family
just in case, just in case.
Form:
“You’re a foot fairy” they say to me.
“You’re a band geek” they mock at me.
“You’re a Jesus freak” they bash on me.
What can I do to gain their love?
Hatred toward everything I do!
When will this pass?
High school needs to die.
“Poetry is for fags” they tell me.
“Man whore” they call me.
“Nerd” they laugh at me.
Why do they do this?
Discrimination flowing through their blood.
What will stop them?
High school needs to die.
Born to the best mom on this beautiful mother earth
I was little luckier then the rest
Simply successful school life
Followed by flourishing fun at college
Getting married to my mate from childhood
Filled my life with love and merriment
Working as a teacher who is favorite of all
Mother to two daughters who are now not too small
My story might seem like a joyride
But trust me, it was full of jolts and jerks
Picture 2
Date 2/10/2019
To be in school is every child’s dream
Like a duck who wants to be in stream
Just wearing a complete uniform
Feels like I’m a creature of new form
Terrific, so exciting and cool
That’s what I feel when I am in school
Looking forward to play with my friends
Scared of teachers’ test that’s hard and blends
Far from home it really makes me grow
Joyful that I am starting to glow
To Mighty God I am so thankful
For my school life is so colorful
We sat in class,
Doing nothing new,
As time passed,
Teacher is late! Finish the work due!
Waited there, waited for long,
And someone started tapping his desk,
We all started singing a song,
Our music, it was the best!
Oh wait, soon 15 minutes will pass,
And as the teacher is not here,
Boys BY LAW we can leave this class!
Boys stand up from your chairs!
Then we clapped, we clapped in joy!
And the teacher cam in the last second, so sad, so sad boys!