Poems About: FUTURE

It's the firing line-
I have to decide; which way shall i go?
I'm tired- i try-
It's no option to die; my boots heavily drenched in snow read more »

In me, past, present, future meet
To hold long chiding conference.
My lusts usurp the present tense
And strangle Reason in his seat. read more »

The future: time's excuse
to frighten us; too vast
a project, too large a morsel
for the heart's mouth. read more »

IN the new garden, in all the parts,
In cities now, modern, I wander,
Though the second or third result, or still further, primitive yet,
Days, places, indifferent--though various, the same, read more »

I would to heaven that I were so much clay,
As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling -
Because at least the past were passed away -
And for the future - (but I write this reeling, read more »

Too soon the future is the present
And the present is the past
So grasp those fleeting moments
And try ot make them last read more »

The great circle of life shines through us all
Giving us the magic of hopes and dreams
With rainbows and stars that in the night fall
Powering us with illuminous beams read more »

Night must end,
And in the future years
There will come another dawn
To wipe away my foolish tears. read more »

Tomorrow is too late
Too soon
When coming together
Means parting read more »

I would to heaven that I were so much clay,
As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling -
Because at least the past were passed away -
And for the future - (but I write this reeling, read more »

Not so different,
But the resentments
Are oh so real,
Hatred at the past, read more »