Silence has a beautie of it's own.
You can't see it.
You can't touch it, and you can't taste it.
You can only hear it.
Teachers love the sound of it when they enter the room and while there teaching.
Students don't like it, it's defining to there hears.
It's like a pearsing to their ears if there is no voice heared in the room.
Students hate it.
but like I said, silence has a beautie of it's own.

beautie

Beauty

The last sentence you should also have a capital letter at the start

This poem is a little cliche.
there
Their
heared
heard

and i think thats about it, make the poem longer,:)