Students Poems - Poems about Students

...It's hard to fathom that in 2024, the ugliness of antisemitism has reared it's head once more.. Campus students are in need of a change of perspective. It's not the Jewish peoples fault whom Is......Read the rest...

... ~~~Happy Passover to All Jewish Poets~~~~ This Passover, recalls the Exodus! Let us never forget all those innocent i, 200 lives taken, on October 7th, 2023. Pray for all Je......Read the rest...

... Attending an ‘SDS’ meeting Watched ‘Democracy’ take a beating Listened to strident, long-haired voices denounce the USA shilling for Marx, Hegel, and Lenin all the way ......Read the rest...

...education is more challenging now than it was twenty-five years ago Many young teachers are running from the profession They optimistially thought that children would listen and learn Many want to......Read the rest...

...when students ask about metaphors and similes i love it but please stop identifying juxtaposition i hand them a dictionary look it up yourself pal i never had a classical education and can......Read the rest...

...She is confused, a teacher says Why? Because her hair is dyed three colors? She wears goth clothes and her make up is dark Have you spoken to her? I ask The woman gives me a concrete stare I d......Read the rest...

...In bustling cities where dreams take flight, Amidst the chaos, people strive and sway, A tapestry of faces, colors bright, Unity in diversity, a sight divine, In every heart, a love beyond compar......Read the rest...

...In the realm of knowledge, we delve deep, Questions arise, disrupting our sleep. Why do we need to study, some may say, In this fast-paced world, where minds sway? Practical benefits, a pathway......Read the rest...

...In the Hall of Legends, where tales unfold, Inscribed in time, in letters bold. Among the heroes, a teacher stands tall, A legend in whispers, revered by all. Through the annals of learning, th......Read the rest...

...We are going to dig to bury our dead: Mother, father, sisters and brothers, Uncles, aunts, friends and strangers. We are going to inter our dead: Archbishop, pastors, Houngans and vicars. The ......Read the rest...

...With gentle words and steady hands her work is filled with love She meets the tasks her role commands then soars so far above With rows of little desks and seats and number charts displayed E......Read the rest...

...Hold my hand to teach me how to write Take me to the library. I need to shed light On a few words that I have never seen before Teach me how to spell, that can open a new door For my future. I wa......Read the rest...

... We are all students and we are all teachers… Today I’m thankful for being each… And may I be blessed to always know… when it’s time to learn and when it’s time to teach......Read the rest...

...They follow her around at school Where she leaves most of them She has not learned yet to leave the others They tug on her arms and beg for extra attention She sees them in her poetry She meets ......Read the rest...

...“For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.” Suzanne Collins Author's Note: This story is real and horrific; all could've been prevented had th......Read the rest...