Although they say
My future is bleak,
I believe, one day,
I shall have what I seek.
They may laugh or glare
At my attempts to succeed,
But I don’t care
I’ll keep doing the right deeds.
For at the tunnel’s end
There’s light waiting for me;
Like a bird, I shall ascend;
From this hole, I will be free.
Gold must pass through fire,
So must champions too.
I will not retire
Until my dreams come true.
It is in me, I feel it-
Gold that must be refined;
It is me, I know it-
A star that must shine
Although they say
My future is bleak,
I believe, one day,
I shall have what I seek.
My Heart is no longer mine [Poem for Christ -free form)
My heart is no longer mine
For what they see in me is divine,
In my darkness, his light came to shine;
And his perfect strength made me fine.
The love of God is so strong,
it cannot decline,
As for his mercies, words fail me,
I cannot define:
I was down; I was out of line,
But He rescued and transformed me
into the sublime.
This I have seen and have taken as a good sign,
that God is with me all the time.


I feel as if you wrote the first poem with me in mind…I love it
I’m glad you do… Tnks
I love the assertive spirit. The “….right deeds” in the second stanza can still go “deed.”
The “Gold that must be refined” in the fifth, rhymes better by, “Gold innately within to refine”
Just suggestions @ The Tunnel End
Tnks a lot @ostar, those words didn’t cross my mind.
Hmmm Delicious, i like and i agree with @ostar . Poetry must be melodious at all costs.
. We must be hard on ourselves to thoroughly thrill our readers.
Try using a thesaurus to explore the options for the concepts you wish to express. Keep polishing your gem.
@nicolebassey yeah, i’ll keep working… Again, tnks
Good words.
@ayistar Ostar says you’re a star!
Very inspirational. cheers
@Nnenna-
Ihebom Merci