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Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
fun, funny, sad, school,
He's the class clown, full of hijinks and pranks,
Puts tacks on your seat, swallows fish from the tank.
He's full of you-know-what and vinegar, energy galore,
Will he act goofy today? -- Does a hungry lion roar?...
...Back at home, he trudges slowly through the side door,
A frown and fret on his heart, like a festering sore,
His mind a dark cavern, not a thing to live for.
He takes off his mask, the transition's complete,
'Cuz you can't be a clown when life's got you beat.
Poem Details | by
Greg Gaul |
Categories:
class, fun, humor, muse, poets, uplifting, word play,
Will one write an Ogden Nash?
A touch o' wink, bit a blink
And then, add a glint o' guile...
Doing all, with wryest smile.
Or could it come out "Mish-Nashed"?
Since Nash, he himself, had mashed
His isms into witticisms
Leaving most in a mad dash -
Tribute, 8 Line, Light Verse, 48 Words, To Ogden Nash
Noted American Poet 1902 - 1971
Poem Details | by
J.W. Earnings |
Categories:
anger, childhood, class, confusion, crazy, dedication, children, kids, funny, growing up, growth, high school, how i feel, innocence, inspiration, life, middle school, people, rights, school, social, stress, student, teacher, teen, teenage, time, today, truth, words, writing, youth,
Numbers on
White board…names written hori-
zontally
Students ask
To go pee…right when class starts –
THAT’S just wrong…
Bathroom line
Of students who have bladder
Problems – WOW!
People are
Not using lunchtime to do
Their business
No one knows
When to do their duties – SER-
IOUSLY?
Poem Details | by
Christian Mitewu |
Categories:
animal, children, class, hilarious, homework, humor, pets,
I own a big fat cat-
The fattest for miles around.
Wherever there's lots of food,
that's where he'll be found.
He's really good at eating.
It's a talent, I suppose.
I'm sure if he keeps at it
He'd win the talent shows.
I own a big fat cat-
He weighs at least a ton
He couldn't run to save his life
Yes, he isn't much fun
His favourite room's the kitchen,
(I'm sure we all know why).
He eats just about everything,
So that's why with a sigh...
I'd like to tell you teacher,
I'd like to tell you straight,
I might have "accidentally" dropped
My homework in his plate.
Poem Details | by
David Sollis |
Categories:
class, culture, humorous, language, silly,
In Oxford and Cambridge, they can get jolly batey
‘cos they don’t speak proper wot like I do matey
Poem Details | by
Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories:
analogy, art, change, city, class, community, culture, humor, humorous, identity, imagination, life, longing, philosophy, satire, self, senses, silly, slavery, social, society, time, today, truth, wisdom,
Clock!
You sculpt the clay of my life
With your rigid hands,
Shouting your high commands through morning alarms.
Accusations fly
As you collect your daily payment of attention.
When I find myself savoring life’s sweetness,
You sprint behind my back.
And when pain drops my heart from my chest,
You linger, rubbernecking from the wall.
You enclose the whole of my life
In that circular frame,
Ever spinning in your infinite math,
Drunk with power!
Clock!
I can take no more of your tyranny!
I can afford no more of your triple A battery lunches-
I am afraid you’ve run out of time.
So keep your hands out of my business, I’m sleeping in today.
Jacob Reinhardt 09/05/2013
Poem Details | by
Jaquay Atkins |
Categories:
addiction, anniversary, anxiety, art, baby, beautiful, beauty, blessing, boyfriend, class, confidence, conflict, desire, destiny, devotion, education, environment, faith, fantasy, fate, feelings, for her, fun, funny love, future, giggle, girlfriend, happiness, heart, heaven, life, light, loneliness, lonely, lost, lust, magic, strength, stress, sweet love, symbolism,
Often, I have uttered these words to myself
Your feminity has entranced my manhood
My vision is focused on your subject matter
A quick study of a woman's psychology
I feel you with my mind, and touch you with my eyes
Senses are heightened in your very presence
Soon, I will utter the ultimate words of encouragement
Constant admiration for your hidden strengths
Instant chemistry between us has changed our biology
Soon, I will hold you tight and recite the following;
Baby, I love you
Poem Details | by
Martin Kloess |
Categories:
funny, games, humor, sexy,
A game that my wife and I played
To teacher I would be an aide
My best I applied
To pass test I tried
And at breakfast I’d wait for grade
Poem Details | by
Nitesh Aggarwal |
Categories:
family, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, school, teen, wife,
There once was a girl in my class.
One day I tried to make a pass.
My cheek still sting,
My ears still ring,
Yet married to me; Alas!
Poem Details | by
Ananya Acharya |
Categories:
books, class, conflict, hate, humor, math, science,
Omg! What to write
Science, math wanna fight
You are world to many
But in you I am fazy
Science was favorite
"Was" not "is"
I don't know why
Science, math wanna fight
Welcome math
Trap of formulas
Can't remember even one
Omg! I wrote so much
Sorry my dear subjects
We cannot live together
The day will come
When I'll be in 11
We'll leave each other
I'll remember 2018
Our break-up year.
Poem Details | by
Ronald Kent |
Categories:
class, education, funny, school,
Monday’s through Friday’s
Weren’t always so bliss
Whole lives are changing
Full of what’s this
They’re trying to teach us
Where listening I’m sure
We keep watching the clock
To head for the door
Classes aren’t long
Three hours or so
Five days a week
Then we all go
Poem Details | by
Elton Camp |
Categories:
humorous, class, class,
Why I Plan to Skip My 55th Class Reunion
By Elton Camp
We were “The Ones Who Really Rate”
That is to say, “Senior Class of 58”
At the 50th reunion, I got a bad surprise
I found that I couldn’t believe my eyes
It made me gasp and then almost choke
To see all those ugly looking old folk
Some too senile even to recognize me
Five years later, I’ll just let them be
I’m glad to say I’ve remained the same
The way most of them aged is a shame
Another reunion, why even try?
I think I’ll just pass this one by
Poem Details | by
Brittany Reynolds |
Categories:
funny, life, on writing and words, class, class,
I started a class for kids recently.
It’s fulfilling, but takes up so much time.
I’ve work ‘til five, and class ‘til eight, roughly.
If I’m to sleep, nothing is left for rhyme.
If I choose poetry instead of dreams,
I’m unable to write verse the next day.
It’s as difficult a fix as it seems.
In the end, my mind’s forfeit to decay.
Poem Details | by
Jan Oskar Hansen |
Categories:
allah, class, confusion, crazy, giggle,
Vikings and Islam
Way back in the 7 hundred or something when
Islam leaders tried to establish a Caliphate in
Europe, they met Vikings who were plundering
their way down the river of Volga and often
employed the barbaric Norsemen to do a bit of
plundering on their behalf.
A few Vikings converted, when coming home
they spoke about the evil of fermented drink
and it took hold, even when Islam, the religion,
was forgotten the idea of sobriety lingered and
has had a deep influence in Nordic Societies
ever since. Well, the Moslems are back, not as
occupiers, but one wishes, on Saturday nights,
a bit of sober Islam would be remembered.
Poem Details | by
Jamfox Rock |
Categories:
fun, humor, humorous, silly, words,
i'm dang wordy.
just a word-filled bird.
i'm up to my eyeballs in words.
adjectivy nouns verbing as if they were an age.. it's Disgusting.
see, i can use the excuse that i like to 'switch it up' or say i just hate redundancy, or i can propose that i require a particular prose to everything i write, and that it's just my style, as you can clearly see. i can shift the blame left and right to see there's really no denyin'- i'm dang wordy.
Poem Details | by
Nick Bagnall |
Categories:
animals, funny
On a mountain pass
A passing ***
Ate some grass
Causing gas
As bold as brass
The riding lass
Told the flatulent ***
You have no class
This is intended to be monorhyme, where I live all the ending words have hard 'a' as in gas
of course if you are in the south of the UK this won't work at all because of your sissy
soft 'ah's :)
Poem Details | by
Solomon Ochwo-Oburu |
Categories:
education, humorous, metaphor, teacher,
He came in class
hole in dress, bone in mouth
learners hid faces
Poem Details | by
Abdurraheem Naeemahmad |
Categories:
friend, fun, funny, high school,
Khamisa Class
A class made up of combination of different students
Ranging from serious students to crazy students
Including both sleeping students and playful students
But Interestingly,they are all my fellow students!
I don't know if at all they should be called students
Cos learning is the characteristic of any student
Of which I see not in these Khamisa Students
But that doesn't mean they are poor students
Look, they pass their exams like no other students!
Just that jamia has made them this kind of students
I'm privileged to have them as my fellow students
Cos they mean more to me, than being fellow students!
Poem Details | by
Busani Zuma |
Categories:
class, cry, dark, deep, grief, humanity, humor,
be brave my soul, there is no hope anymore,
people have chosen the darkness instead of the light,
the world is upside down.
fear has overcome our happiness, there is no hope.
our blossoming lives have all gone bad because of the darkness,
we are all scared of the sunlight as it brings tears on our lives.
but even the darkness is not kind at us but at list we can hide from the reality.
at list we can lock the doors and hope for God to save us from us.
at list we can be together as a family just to protect one another.
our beautiful world is not safe anymore,
people get killed,
people get raped,
what happened to the humanity?
Poem Details | by
Dan Kearley |
Categories:
appreciation, funny, perspective,
So your having a showdown
a little rhymers delight.
Well that's something I've been doing here
for half of my darn life.
Haven't been around in a while
thought my rhyming days were through.
But I stopped on by to check the contests,
and maybe read a poem or two.
Now some people say
that rhyming poetry sucks.
But now between you and me
I think they all are just nuts.
They can keep all their fancy words
and stick them up their a--.
You and me and some others round here
still think rhyming has some class.
Dan Kearley :o)
4-5-18
Poem Details | by
Alesha Roche' |
Categories:
children, funny, imagination, teen, class, class,
Sitting in class bored
The teacher is writing an unending problem on the chalk board
People playing pranks
Throwing lunch hours' green franks
Cell phones are ringing
Birds outside singing
Starring in space
A class room out of place
Bored
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
horse, humor, success,
To become an equestrian first-class
Jerry had to learn to ride on the grass
He took off the saddle
The equus skedaddled
Poor Jerry! He thought 'bareback' meant bare-hass
Poem Details | by
Richard Breese |
Categories:
class, funny, giggle, humor, humorous, school, teacher,
my friend cannot spell it is true
and was stuck on the word iq
when teacher did shout
before passing out
my library books overdue.
Poem Details | by
Laura Naville |
Categories:
animal, class, for teens, hilarious, humorous, nonsense, write,
One time I hired a monkey
He took notes for me in every class
I would just be sittin’ there
My mind a happy blank
Well my monkey, kept busy
Scribbling on little paper pieces
At the end of the fourth week
Teacher succinctly said,
“Now class, using all your notes
I want you to write a long report.”
So this is what I then penned
“Hello, my name Bingo!
I like to climb on tall things!
Can I have a gooey banana?
Eek Eek!” How’d I get an F!
I told mom about it,
The teacher liked him better!
Why’d the monkey make an A?
She said “My bad, I never told you!
Never trust a monkey!”
Poem Details | by
Ashley Smith |
Categories:
education, funny, teen, class, class, day,
Sitting in class I seem to find
That Math is farthest from my mind
A straight A student i have been
My own tradition, from Kindergarten
But today Math class seems to be
Of ill-importance not only to me
For, as I look around the room
At the once happy faces now filled with gloom
I laugh and realize one day I'll reminisce
And think of Math class and how I miss
All the memories of my youth
But as for now, here's the truth
My focus is on more important stuff
Graduation Day can't come soon enough