Teacher
Oh! my dear teacher, please, one day become my student,
before I shall teach you anything I shall go to the roads
where thousands of people meet both their ends and I shall
wander through lanes and by-lanes where destitute lives,
before teaching you how to write poetry I must believe in
one humanity, before teaching you any song let me burry
deep the ego and anger let me drink vanity in the glass of
amber, let me visit the street where people kill hate and love
is not only a word of four letters, I must take a few days off
to practice what I teach, I just need to hammer inside what
is called hypocrite,
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Some People
Some people seem to have it all
Some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused
Some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people pray before they kill
Some people kill just for the thrill
Some people follow one mans vision, some others die on television
Some people build their homes on sand, some people live in garbage cans
Some people think that live is dear, some people hope the end is near
Some people fight for right to life, some people hate to stay alive
Some people dream of life on mars, some people end their life in cars
Some people throw their lives away, some others go on holidays
Some people live and love in vain, some people dont and go insane
Some people always need to win, some other people love to sin
Some people breaking all their vows, some people slashing sacred cows
Some people like to worship stars, some people think the worlds a farce
Some people try to make ends meet, some others end up kissing feet
Some people find their holy grail, some other people go to hell
Some people never catch their breath, some people drink themselves to death
Some people seem to have it all, some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused, some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people
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Gold/ocean/1994
song performed by by Alphaville
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Love Is Complicated
My love life is not taught.... meaning, love.... my life miserable teach, love teaching my life.... suffering, love to teach my life.... sad, love life taught me grief...., love to teach my life.... revenge, love to teach my life.... envy, love of life taught me.... hate, love.... my life teaching in fool, love life taught me.... in use, love.... my life teaching in one sense, love of life taught me.... sin, love to teach my life.... the journey is not endless.
Dear my dear
Tenth grade
Student was...
write the letter
For is teacher 'dear
My dear....
Teacher...
I love your beauty...
Come to me datting...
I love your lips...
I want to kiss....
I love your eyes...
My heart catching net...
I love your teaching...
With your speak...
I love your hand writing
On black bord...
With love letter's for me...
Teacher...
I not mad...
You making mad for me...
I love you teacher...
Love me teacher...
Love me sex also into me...'
your's
loveboy
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Two birds on the same tree
Two birds rest on the same tree;
their eyes are bright;
they look alike; yet one
is the Teacher; one the Student;
the Student tastes all the many fruits
upon that tree; the Teacher sits, just watches,
filled with love and pride;
the eyes of both are bright;
when the Student has tasted all,
the Teacher asks what has been learnt; for
only the Teacher knows within their heart:
that now the Student is the teacher;
the Teacher listens as a student;
the Student speaks now as a teacher
who has learned this of themself;
the Teacher’s eyes are bright:
knowing that to live it through
shows the knowledge to be true;
the Student is teaching the Teacher now, of
how to teach; the Teacher glows to know
the Student may surpass the Teacher;
knowledge shines from both their eyes;
who is the more glorious of these two
who share both the same name?
who rejoice to need the other;
who rejoice to be the other;
now they are silent; now the tree’s rejoicing too;
Its roots above; its fruits below;
its leaves, a shelter;
its branches, home.
*
[ Leaning on a poem of Kabir: Indian readers will be familiar with
'two birds in a tree' as a metaphor for acting with detachment; Kabir takes this further, into knowledge gained from wise action...]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Very Bad
At class
Room...
Female teacher
Teaching maths
Some students are
watching...
Some student
How to love the teacher...?
Think feel free student
Female teacher
Teaching maths
Very well
Some studnt are not
very bad...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Teach Them How To Fish
you may give them fish
but for how long will you be giving them fish? for how long will you fish yourself?
teach them how to fish and they will also teach others how to fish.
that is wiser that way.
teach them poetry at first. let them read the easiest one to understand. let them
see the beauty of the simplest lines from you and from the poet that you love.
teach them how to write one from the fingers of their hand. love their work and tell them how beautiful are they. there is always beauty in every personalized line. i know.i am telling you. your lines speak what is in your heart and everything
inside our hearts are always innately beautiful
let them read their lines. let them speak the meaning that they are hiding in there. that which you have never seen yourself. let them defend beauty and grace and truth in their own work. beauty and truth and goodness have to be
defended by its creator too.
listen. open your mind. listen attentively.
teacher. listen to them. they are now making their own.
love each work.
teacher listen. now they are teaching you. now you are learning some more.
they have their own wings now.
teacher, see the sky. see them. oh how beautiful are they. they are all flying
and singing. do not wish them to come back to you. let them fly away.let them see the big wide world. let them find the other universes.
they are not yours. they belong to themselves. they are now free.
that is your happiness that even the gods cannot give you.
sit back. and write another poem for another batch. some more. some time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Student Teacher
I'm a student teacher
I love all my kids
Did'nt want to be a preacher
Like my daddy did
I go to work every day
Here at Jefferson school
I love it when we work and play
Man this place is cool
We teach whats wrong, we teach whats right
We teach the golden rule
We teach them songs and not to fight
At least not here at school
I am a student teacher
And yes I'm here to stay
I am the special feature
Of the teachings here today
poem by Kevin Seales
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A Warm Welcome to Teachers Today
Gone are the days of Guru-shishya!
Teachers of mettle are on the wane
Most things seem changed in today’s world
Ethics is on a downward trend
Students feel they can learn themselves
The Internet gives a false confidence
But none can be blamed for how things are
Virtues are declining fast!
Yet, teaching is a noble art!
Good teachers are a country’s wealth
Teachers must put their heart, mind, soul
Into teaching – their professional goal!
A teacher must be role-model
A teacher must be exemplary
A teacher must be knowledgeable
A teacher must be dedicated
Let’s change the world of teaching then
Let’s share with love, selflessly ken
Let’s make better all our children
Let’s make the student’s life, heaven!
Let noble thoughts fill teacher’s heart
Let perseverance rule the craft
Let craft become to all an art
Let love of teaching make head-start!
poem by John Celes
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Sin and woory
Teacher is
Is not god...
God is
Teacher...
But...
God teach
With out sin...
With win life...
With a love...!
Today
Teached for god...
For world people
With out love
With sin
Win life....
How is it...?
Today every one
Teacher...
Teaching...
Simply sin and
worry...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Angel Of Miracles
She couldn’t teach through lecture
As the student was unable to hear.
Nor could she teach by exhibit.
The blind student could not see it.
The student was able to respond to touch.
It would be necessary to learn how much.
In other instances one could use taste.
Such learning could not be done in haste.
Other times she could teach using smell.
Done kindly to bring him out of his shell.
These are the only ways to communicate,
Establish an interactive state.
The scholar must expand his repertoire
In order to communicate with the mentor.
Communication involves at least two people.
For this the mentor must be responsible.
The original language had to be built
As a form of Braille, not seen but felt.
The one developed, used both hands’ fingers.
In different combinations representing letters.
The teacher must provide an object to feel
And spell its name, using finger Braille.
Then repeat this over and over until
The student relates the object to the spell.
Communication is established one word at a time
The patience required is greater than sublime.
Then after success with more than one session
Must begin again with Braille 8 dot conversion.
Alphabet using both small and capital letters
Define objects requiring combinations of fingers.
Numbers and symbols and all punctuation
Must be learned and be used in each situation.
The student is driven by a need to communicate.
The teacher has an angelic drive to dedicate
Great effort to providing a life of true usefulness
To this loved one of God with all of its brightness.
poem by James L. A. Huetson
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Der Ganzen Welt
I love the city
and all its connections
people laid out before you
hundreds of faces
like ads for people with needs
I love the streets
and all of its directions
people speeding to see one another
I love the net
and all of its connections
curious people
teaching people
laying their lives out
behind your computer screen
I love the net
and all of its directions
people's chaotic lives
messy humanity
all linked together
I love the world
and all of its people
families, friends
ties and binds
on our little world
we have so much in comon
so many similarities, connections
'Love is a word
what matters is the connection the word implies.'
poem by Justin Tang
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Touchdowns and Fumbles
My poetry teacher tells me he isn’t a poet
He just writes poetry
I tell him I want to transfer out immediately
He shouldn’t be teaching
I mean anyone can write poetry
And if you say you write it good but aren’t a poet
Than you’re an arrogant prick
Give me a poet to learn from
Good or not, they still stand by their writing
While people who write poetry are weak.
Standing behind what people believe is good
And tossing away what people don’t like
A football player takes it all with him.
Touchdowns and fumbles, passes and interceptions
While couches talk about years when they
Were the best, but forget about all the others.
I can’t learn from a poetry writer
I need to know the mistakes and shortcomings
Or else history is damned to repeat itself in me
Give me a poet any day.
poem by Reyes Suarez
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It Can't Be That Hard To Do
One can teach another,
Hygiene.
Depending on the age,
A listening begins.
With an influential meaning.
Discipline and respect too,
Should be taught early.
Before someone reaches pre-school.
Once can teach another,
How to cook.
How to drive.
How to come and go,
With identity and pride.
But teaching one from experience,
The rudiments needed to survive one's life.
Is like teaching one the aspects of motivation,
Desire and drive.
And if one is not energized,
By an inspiration that developes from with inside.
Will take the patience of someone just arriving,
From another planet.
To explain to someone,
That expresses no interest in learning to read OR write.
That 'these' elements are required prerequisites,
If one seeks to have a book.
They envision to see published!
'Why should I have to learn to read or write?
I don't have time for that! '
~And.
What is it you wish that I do for you? ~
'Help me get published.
You did it.
It can't be that hard to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What should we emphasize in our teaching We learn much from Paul's letters to Timothy and Titus. Paul mentored each and sent them out to the churches to encourage and instruct God's Children of Grace. Notice how often Paul uses the words 'command,' 'warn,' and 'remind' in his letters to Timothy and Titus. God wants us to be loving and gentle in the way we teach His children, but He also wants us to be strong, precise and decisive in what we declare. We are not 'asking' Christians to obey God's Word. We are 'telling' them what God commands. We have no special power in ourselves, but when we preach God's Word we have the 'Power' of God behind us Our preaching and teaching should be in the 'Power and Strength' of God. He gave us the responsibility and authority to declare His Word. We do it humbly, but we do it.
quote by Mark McGee
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Sho
The Priests of the Lord are everywhere on this earth!
But, what are they teaching my people?
For in the same churches are the muse of war! !
And, i still don't understand what they teach my people on this last days;
However, i am Sho, who is always looking for the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate
Livin in anger
Anger that has no ending
Anger that has no fear
Anger that has no wants
Anger that has no needs
Anger that will keep comin
Anger that will keep hurtin
Anger that will keep killin
Livin in love
Love that lives forever
Love that everyone needs
Love that will surpass everything
Love lives inside
Love that will make your life easy
Love that will make your life hard
Love that is so pure
Love that is so hateful
Livin in hate
Hate that haunts and haunts
Hate that creeps and sneaks
Hate that makes the best out of situations
Hate that makes the worst out of situations
Hate that tells the truth
Hate that people hide
Hate that people express with words
Hate that can and cannot be controlled
Hate that runs the world
Hate that everyone has
Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate
poem by Terry Coates
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Teacher, Teacher
Just when I thought I finally learned my lesson well,
There was more to this than meets the eye.
And for all the things you taught me, only time will tell,
If I'll be able to survive. Oh yeah.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me all I need to know?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Or will I fall when you let me go? Oh no.
Am I ready for the real world, will I pass the test?
You know it's a jungle out there.
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me, I won't be second best,
But the joke's on those who believe the system's fair, oh yeah.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me if I'm right or wrong?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
I wanna know what's goin' on, Oh yeah.
So the years go on and on, but nothing's lost or won.
And what you learned is soon forgotten.
They take the best years of your life,
Try to tell you wrong from right,
But you walk away with nothing. Oh Oh.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me all I need to know?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Or will I fall when you let me go?
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me if I'm right or wrong?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
I wanna know what's goin' on, Oh
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Teacher, teacher, Ooh yeah.
Teacher, teacher
Teacher, teacher
~Adams, Vallance
song performed by by 38 Special
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Why the Race Hatred?
Why-Why-Why humanity is war-like?
For every little reason each other they want to strike
As in the war a grenade blow up a man's feet,
In all his life he hated all in the enemy country,
All of them he wanted to beat.
A woman had bad experience with a priest,
So, in all her miserable life she hated God, as a nonconfirmist.
The world is full with race, color, parents, even neighbor hatred,
All those foolish people destroying themselves.
Because about their own life they are agitated.
There are good and bad in every race
It is foolish to hate all, it is your own disgrace
If you hate the whole race because one did you wrong,
You'll answer with a miserable life, don't be headstrong.
So many wise teacher talked about peace and love in their teaching,
Wake up people, stop being a hypocrite, get some understanding.
See, that you are not better then anyone on this planet,
For your own sake live in peace, & respect others,
That you never should forget.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Teach success before teaching responsibility. Teach them to believe in themselves. Teach them to think, 'I'm not stupid'. No child wants to fail. Everyone wants to succeed.
Student, Teacher
I would like to be a teacher!
The only qualification for teaching
is to be the student.
How can I be a student?
You have to find a teacher
who knows he is the student.
poem by David Taylor
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