Student Poems

Student poems bring the best collection of short and long student poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great student rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these student poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on student are here for you.

I Am Your Student

I Am Your Student short poem

Attending your classes, completed a bit syllabus of this subject, Surprising test gives shock in every project Attracting your lecture, impressing of your confidence, Growing of love, console you to be dominance Director of this film, say to never fall,

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Eternity

Eternity long poem

Somewhere and somehow, how and where I don’t know. But from ‘twinkle twinkle little star’, to the melody’a thing of beauty is a joy forever’we grow up. The past 15 years can be compared to the life of the ‘Brook’.

Unacceptable

Unacceptable short poem

The voice of good education Echoes through the hall Drowning out even the droning of the fan Solid silence suspended above and between Minds being moulded into something acceptable This is the way forward, we are told The only way

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How to write a poem? Are you kidding me!

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me! poetry articles

10 ways to write a poem! No sentence in the glory of English language has hit me as hard as this one did. I started writing poetry when I was in class 7th. I still remember the day when this

Oh Daddy

Oh Daddy ode

A hollow space within my heart Says, Hello Daddy let’s restart. Let us walk back in time, I’ll hold your hand you hold mine. Only the happy places we’ll visit The sad roads we will resist. We’ll walk down the

The Bookshelf Of Memories

The Bookshelf Of Memories long poem

I was five, a little girl, could hardly reach there; where the memories hid themselves, Eyes whispered something to my mind, what is so special about the shelf? A dusty red book, a thread of black to bind its old

The Child… The Teacher… The Guide

The Child... The Teacher... The Guide long poem

Happy faces Tender and calm, Seeking knowledge Without an alarm. A guiding light In the teacher they see, Journeying with them Is a human being! I want to give, what I could not get, Breaking the barriers that have been

Way of life

Way of life prose poem

The mother knows compassion and grants permission the father accepts responsibility and manifests reality the child is born and experiences god directly the adolescent unfortunately forgets its connection to the divine the teacher shares self-evident truths and growth occurs the

My Passion

My Passion short poem

Wise folks say choose your passion in life and follow your dream Well I can proudly say, even though it took longer than expected, I did so it seems What could one be more passionate for than helping the youth,

Times Are Changing

Times Are Changing long poem

Happy women’s day! Are the women really happy? What is happiness anyway? This is the story of a nice girl. She is a good student, Docile daughter, Protected by male members Of her concerned family Chaperoned everywhere she goes Is

Foundation Day

Foundation Day short poem

On 11July, 1994 a legacy was born Holding lovely roses without any thorn Lighting many caves which were forever dark; With Cherian, Anandi and Varsha named spark. Though small and fragile earlier in nature She never let any student see

The Green Visions

The Green Visions ballad

From farthest East, or more precise The forests vast on India’s breast, Rose hymns of wisdom that never dies, The words of knowledge, forever best. Those hymns were born from wisest hearts, As throats would trill in sombre shades; They

Wings

Wings short poem

“Let’s grow you some wings,” You said. “Can you do those things?” I didn’t believe. I was a student of science. Much to my relief, in my inner confines I was still a bird. And, you were a bard with

I Still Believe In Zimbabwe

I Still Believe In Zimbabwe long poem

Zimbabwean by birth, Zimbabwean by color, Zimbabwean by beliefs, Zimbabwean by culture, Bred a Zimbabwean, I love Zimbabwe! I love peace! I love unity! Ishe Chibvunza If Zimbabwe could recall that eventful day in 1980 at Lancaster House, I bet

The Narcissistic Mother

The Narcissistic Mother long poem

Mother always called me the devil child She said I was loud, destructive and wild Parents told sister I was bad and she didn’t ever have to play with me Much time alone was no fun, however for friends I

Internal Conflicts

Internal Conflicts long poem

I find comfort in self pity. Belittling myself, my actions and even the mere five second thoughts of my success. I’m tied up by this part of me. The part I’m inevitably dependent on. It is the initial segment of

Examinations – A Devil Part 1

Examinations – A Devil Part 1 short poem

Dear students Examinations denote That you and teachers clearly emote Their feelings out and try to devote Their time and energy for this rowboat. Mind that nurtures it will surely vote Their success to teacher to roam afloat. Let be

Mother Of Mothers Mends

Mother Of Mothers Mends short poem

Swamy consented to give interview to an Australian team of six men None of them expected such a stunning miracle that awaited, then Swamy outlined at the outset oscillating health of the mother of one of them Who too nodded

On Reader’s Digest – 4

On Reader’s Digest – 4 short poem

Dear readers, Reader’s Digests denote That readers read and clearly emote Their feelings out and try to devote Their money and time for this rowboat. The mind that reads it will surely vote Their success that is sure to roam

The Quantum Mechanic

The Quantum Mechanic long poem

Dr. Maximillan Williams is some kind of brilliant; Too bad he has to, in fact, be a villain. In his classes he was always the quietest, Lost in deep thoughts about the sciences, Perpetually tinkering with newfangled appliances, Never the

Sacagawea

Sacagawea short poem

The river is frozen It can’t decide whether To go private or public For its matriculation Or even which subject It should pursue. Irony demands cartography, Hydrology, but given Its use it has thought, With the quickened springtime Flow of

I Fell Head Over Heels In Your Love

I Fell Head Over Heels In Your Love prose poem

Your first look when I encountered in the college library I lost my consciousness and forgot my mission Your deep blue eyes were searching chemistry equations in an old organic chemistry book and your naive and candid face made me

A Life Story

A Life Story long poem

Dedicated to Grace Abu Khalid who made me love Arabic which is my native language Being fifty years old now I met my Arabic teacher somehow I guess it is the will of God Joining with Grace, I am so

The Narcissistic Mother

The Narcissistic Mother long poem

Mother always called me the devil child She said I was loud, destructive and wild Parents told sister I was bad and she didn’t ever have to play with me Much time alone was no fun, however for friends I

His Emma Nance

His Emma Nance elegy

loving male, natural of pleasure, quintessentially rendered suitable to us via way ova our darling daughter. tis the blessing of this average, contemplative damn ejected flotsam globular human impish jokester kooky lamb misunderstood nonestablishmentarian outlier praises quality ram rod sterling

Back Packs And Combinations

Back Packs And Combinations short poem

Building a relationship takes time. A slow becoming of each other’s identity. A steady student in a firm desk where attendance is vital and homework isn’t necessarily done with pen and paper. To willingly give until nothing is left, to

The Decision

The Decision short poem

I know this isn’t the answer, But hell it’s a good option. They call me a coward, But they know nothing. My life being suffocated, But it’s my own hands, My own hands are choking me. Oh why am I

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

Untitled

Untitled short poem

My aura shining around me enlightened by what’s inside me A diamond who needed polished got it, my eyes unblinded Thoughts and acts realignment dark nights I was found in Cages I was confined in but wisdom help me survive

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Chains

Chains short poem

We are in chains Our life is a dream With lot many strains We can’t scream In clouds and rains In search of a beam Which may take in? All shadowy ways And make it a sin Without any craze

Take A Bite!

Take A Bite! short poem

Take a bite out of life Go on, sense it coming towards you Sniff its tantalising possibilities Then snap off a crisp, clean chunk Bite down on its crunchy sweetness Chomp it into smaller and smaller pieces That swirl around

Cat Quartet

Cat Quartet short poem

Winter That tiger cat with winking green eyes tossing up balls of red yarn. Spring Inquisitive… the gingersnap cat stares as I get undressed. Summer Black and white kitten lying under clothesline in soft circles of sleep. Fall Windy afternoon

Off-limits

Off limits short poem

There was a soul-searching after a negative assassination tearing my past, my future. Beneath the burden lies the mountain of bail-outs. You don’t feel whole in shadows of countings. The borders were breached for lavish darkness alive under the full

Death And Desire

Death And Desire short poem

when young death is unheard when grown up death appears mystery when at ripe age death appears real When health deteriorates death knocks at your doors You either surrender or try to escape when you surrender you are no more

Scenes From A European Movie

Scenes From A European Movie short poem

SCENES FROM A EUROPEAN MOVIE (OR THE ETHICAL EQUATIONS POSED BY PAUL KLEE DANCING WITH A GERMAN SHEPHERD) “Art makes visible the unseen” – Paul Klee Along the edge of the Gothic archway, starlings disturb the air, only slightly. Its

Gone And Departed

Gone And Departed long poem

Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones. Some wake you up after they’re gone- others startle you as they depart. Lovers depart like a fife- cutting silence with great

Cup Of Sorrow

Cup Of Sorrow short poem

A solitary moon rises, behind the seven veils. unattended by stars and clouds, between yes and no, desiring nothing. turns back through the centuries. The religion to kill, refuses to stare at the tainted fatality. lying sprawled on the burdened

Slipping

Slipping short poem

The danger lurks in corner. After double helix, Now cobalt pencil writes the history of mankind. Dirty bomb gives determinate meaning of peace. I turn back to be eaten alive. Like a blade of grass you bend for the cuckoo.

The Streets Are Uneasy

The Streets Are Uneasy long poem

in the dark of night you maybe looking for a fight the streets are uneasy one word to the wise one must never compromise to listen to twisted lies was a D.J. junkie from back in the day spinning records

Lake Scenes

Lake Scenes short poem

DREAM Ambling on beach in dark when the lake laps at the feet. Sometimes I wish to walk away on the water like a dragonfly. MORNING Trying to figure out what happened? Lake Huron went into flames! MOONLIGHT Up, above