I REGRET

Wrote for a contest....nothing else...

I REGRET

 

My village school

It is very cool

No desks no benches

No class room hours

 

My colleagues come late

For long hours they chat

Films are their favorite topic

Their Bollywood star Sharuk

 

Allowed grants are divided

Among helms well contrived

Progeny of school are exploited

Progeny of leaders on it thrived.

 

One student a day dropped

From my grip so unarmed

He had to find work

To ward off hunger’s painful jerk..

 

Twinkle twinkle little star

Charred to ashes, shined never

In the fire of his stomach

That text books, couldn’t soak.

 

For a free noon meal

They counted hours, agog.

Counting in maths, I failed to seal

Into the salivating minds, of Palvov’s dogs.

 

3 R’s giggled in the class room like witches.

A predetermined failure hails, wails,

long before exams are written.

Like a fatal epidemic, imbeciles spawn.

 

Like a mono actor, for my pupils, I stood

Wishing my role to be understood.

 

I cant charm and focus their attention

Into books, cache of a knowledge, indefinite

 

I try to motivate the unmotivated minds

Knowing all time my own unmotivated mind,

 

Each day I step out of my classroom

Hating my crown, my head drooping down

 

 

I regret that I am a teacher..

I really regret that I am a teacher.

 

 

Author's Note

wrote this poem for a contest in Albert’s poetry café….

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I have the utmost respect for teachers. This poem is so heartbreaking! I feel the pain of the students and the teacher.. so wanting to teach but life has taken these children to a different plane.. little money and no food, the media and all the hype of Bollywood and Hollywood dictating how one should look and seems now, behave.. the poem is well written but it is heartbreaking. a teacher who would have to regret being one is so sad..
It isn't the teachers most of the time, it is the life so many young people live today.



I try to motivate the unmotivated minds

Knowing all time my own unmotivated mind,



Each day I step out of my classroom

Hating my crown, my head drooping down





I regret that I am a teacher..

I really regret that I am a teacher.


Well written.

Chloe

[Daniel Gardner]

How sad. But I think that a lot of teachers end up feeling that way. Teachers should be some of the most respected and honored people out there. They have to put up with so much from their students and have so much patience, but people rarely acknowledge their worth. Very well written. You conveyed the emotion well.

[LOUDENCLEAR]

Well done and original. "Like a mono actor, for my pupils, I stood
Wishing my role to be understood."-great line. I would not be surprised if television and video games one day replace teachers and learning. We are in a rut. I feel for teachers; it is a hard job especially these days with so many idiotic electronic nightmares to distract. My grandmother was a teacher; I actually had her as a substitute once. I am frightfully aware that grammar among web users has degenerated into some kind of nonsense. LOL. Lots of laughs. It is sad really. Nice job.

[Tracie D'Angelo]

I, personally, think that teaching is such a under-appreciated, noble profession and I'm sure that it can be such a frustrating career when faced with a class of students who don't want to learn and a faculty that couldn't care less. Education in and of itself is power and the only way to rise above the masses. That being said, I think your message reflects very well in this poem, but I found it very difficult to read. It lacks a flow to the stanzas and at times seems almost awkward. I think you have a great start though.

[The Analog Kid]

Nice message. I get it. Teaching is a labor of love, but sometimes people's circumstances are unsurmountable.

[the_stoic]

a bit broken at places .. you shouldn't have used 'sharuk'

as for the theme its a really relevant one .. the reader can feel how demotivated the teacher feels coupled with the troubles that the pitiable students face ..

all in all a nice write

[deeps]

Amazing! I really liked this one.

[RDOriginal]

This is certainly enough to put me off being a teacher. It sounds such a negative experience from the antipathy of your fellow teachers to the students themselves having to work before their studies are complete. I can see how it's really run the narrator down.

I think the saddest part of the poem are the references to how the students are suffering from true poverty. In the West we have a different scale of what being poor actually is and the idea of children being literally starving is one we struggle to identify with as it's such an alien concept. There's such negative imagery in the way that you describe their lost education by paraphrasing the old nursery rhyme, "twinkle twinkle little star charred to ashes, shined never".

It sounds like trying to teach these children is an impossible task and they've finally brought the teachers down to their unmotivated level. All of the repetition of your regret at the end of the poem really sounds so desperate, the reader can't help but share your agony!

[John Fitzgerald]

This seems to put the spotlight on me as a student. It shows the variables that exist as a student, in certain circles. Sometimes, there are too many things going on in life to realize what's really important. My parents are both teachers, and they see it everyday. They see students that could be great but are total victims of their circumstances. I particularly enjoyed this. It really hits home.

[mae-mae<3]

:)))

[A.Lee]

"Like a mono actor, for my pupils, I stood
Wishing my role to be understood.

I cant charm and focus their attention
Into books, cache of a knowledge, indefinite

I try to motivate the unmotivated minds
Knowing all time my own unmotivated mind,

Each day I step out of my classroom
Hating my crown, my head drooping down

I regret that I am a teacher..
I really regret that I am a teacher."

How heartbreaking. Very nicely written though. So full of emotion.