Textbooks Poems - Poems about Textbooks

... I am poor and Black, living in Florida, Where the sun shines bright but justice hides. My rent climbs higher than my paycheck dares, And landlords call it legal—so it stands. I walk through h......

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...The morning sun filters through dust-laden windows of the district education office like an unwelcome truth trying to penetrate wilful ignorance. Shelves buckle under the weight of untouched research......

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...Depression at night. It is a sound. It could be a tree branch. Or someone in need of help who is knocking on doors, hoping someone will save them. It could be a dog. Or a train. Anything co......

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...They called him Narendra first— a boy with fire in his heart, a mind that danced with stars while the city slept in the dark. His questions shook the ground: "Where is God? What is the truth?" ......

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...At the breakdown of ages man disappears and reappears In the form of an easy-to-use scheme Over the last half-century, man has been replaced By technocratic ideas of what a man is But the real ma......

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...The blackboards loom, a silent witness to that day— I glimpsed her, and my chest tightened. Only god noticed how I held my breath. Chalk-scented classrooms, her pen tapping desk, My eyes fixed ......

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...As newcomers, we arrived, shy and uncertain, Wandering through the corridors, looking for a remedy. To the intense sensation of being a newcomer, Seeking our spot, uncertain about what ac......

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...???You are a riddle wrapped in stormy skies, A puzzle box with ever-changing locks. I am the scholar who forever tries To understand your paradoxical talks. One moment, you're a sunrise warm and ......

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...I was down the ladder, I was negligent in working harder, I couldn’t read and spell well, It was a menacing hell. I ranked fourth from the bottom in the end-of-session examination, This was a ......

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...When we have all gone mad and lost our reason And turned into dumb, blind, compliant sheep And no-one’s left with sense to see the treason That was wrought on us while we were fast asleep; When h......

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...History books rewritten, pages turned, truths overturned. Past reconstructed. Memories are planted like seeds, carefully cultivated. Reality harvested. Leaders cast long shadows, dark spot......

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...In the greenhouse of young minds, we plant the seeds of tomorrow, Where knowledge blooms and awareness grows, we must not borrow But cultivate a future, green and bright, For the climate crisis lo......

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...This is a call to arms, not with guns, but with pens In the battleground of classrooms, where history pretends Textbooks are prisons, locking away truths untold Lessons are handcuffs, keeping mi......

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...Amidst the chaos of chalk and dreams deferred, We ask ourselves, where can we find the spark In this labyrinth of rote and rigid words? The burden we bear, a future stark We've trudged through ......

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...In dynamic classrooms Amid inquiry and exploration with my mind racing, in casual attire or rolled-up sleeves, With my hands on experimental apparatus, questi......

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