Poems About: TEACHER
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121.A Poem To My Teacher - Graduation
I had many to say long ago
And now when time’s coming
I just didn’t know what to say read more »Clara Odelia Ciutara
122.farewell: a sad moment(punjabi)
Farewell, ik alvida ken da din, Alvida ohna teachers nu jinha ne ina kuch sikhaya..
alvida ohna teachers nu jinha ne thpar mar maar bnda banaeya,
alvida oh yaada nu jinian vi larian laraian, read more »jagmeet singh
123.Happy Teachers' Day!
Next to my parents, you were great!
You are my special teacher dear;
You held my hand and cleaned my slate;
With words of love, erased my fear! read more »Dr John Celes
124.Duties Of A Teacher
The everyday duties of a teacher
Are as difficult as they can be,
Whether in an elementary or secondary school
Or whether the teacher is a he or she. read more »Joseph T. Renaldi
Techers are like lamps
And students are like wicks
Who become intelligent, decent
and refined very quick read more »Pragya Bajpai
Students are they who a pose do assume
With folded hands sit on the bench I presume.
Students are they who attend to lesson
Scholastic lectures during probation. read more »Dulal Mukherjee
teachers at school may get onto you,
they may yella nd fuss,
but they love u like crazy and they would do anything to help,
teachers wonder adn wonder but noone tells, read more »Amber Rainer
128.On Teachers Day
I am like the midnight glory
That only you can see, with wisdom hoary
For when I am low or I don't know
You understand and tell me how read more »Ayush Anand
In this life we have many teachers!
Some you ma not consider to be teachers,
But truly they are.
They all have different ways in teaching you a lesson. read more »Qwanza Bentinck
130.Dear my dear
Student was... read more »otteri selvakumar
131.The teacher and the taught
The little devil walks up
a picture of repentance read more »sreelekha premjit
132.'for my teacher'
I knew I was alive, ‘cause I felt myself breathing
I knew I could walk, ‘cause I saw my legs moving
I knew I had feelings, ‘cause I could pity myself so much
For everything I was doing, I had done, read more »Jaya Mishra