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Details | Free verse | |

Struggle

Primal, basal, beyond my awareness
How could I have been so careless
I let the line between real and fantasy
Become clouded through my jealousy
The fire rose, consumed, burned away
And left the ashes in its wake
I still search for just one burning ember
To reawaken feelings of forever
But destruction is all around
I fall to my knees, hit the ground

Can you hear me scream?

Blatant, cold, and calculating
Every part of this wrapped up in hating
The one who did this thing to me
Imprisoned when I was set free
The water rises, to wash away
All the promises we once made
If still one ember ever burned
It burns no more, lesson learned
Still destruction is all around
And I can’t lift myself from off the ground

Can you see me cry?

Detached, impartial, contemplating
Why am I here, why am I waiting
Just what am I waiting for
A broken window, an open door
A key to tell me who I am
So I can learn to live again
Without the fear, without regret
To bring back balance and pay the debt
To clear debris from hallowed ground
Unchained, but broken, I am bound

Can you feel my battle?


Details | Rhyme | |

eternal struggle for serenity

Serenity, the gift I’ve forever longed
To be peaceful as a lily in a still pond
My fear drops away like raindrops down a windowpane
Love flows like the wind through the lions mane
The journey for courage is a eternal quest
Feelings of brotherhood is the best
Never again will I feel addictions pain
Everyday my struggle continues to wane
Companionship is the spark of existence
It’s something worth going the distance
Being alone at night is dark and dreary
Without another soul, it gets quite weary
But everyday being me is a little more okay
I feel bright and alive like a sunray
My soul is healing, friendship a band aid
Far few in between real friends I’ve made
But those I have mean everything to me
I’ll never let them go, that you shall see
Basically my friends give me my serenity
Through my actions and words, this you will see


Details | Tanka | |

Inner Struggle

Inner Struggle 

is it the stars
on a cloak of midnight blue
or the moon beams
dancing through the canopy
that eases reality’s view?

the reflection
in the window pane
begs answer
for it’s tears, not rain,
that stream on the glass

silent cascades
bare the resistance
of approval
prayerfully awaiting 
the dawning acceptance

All Rights Reserved @ 4/11/ 2013


Details | Bio | |

A Struggle

We all have our good and bad days
Because they depend on our ways
Growing up around bad environments
And a screwed up system by governments
My family not loving me
Discriminating against me
Telling me that they regretted my birth
And me not wanting to be on this earth
I became depressed
And dealt with a lot of stress
Never taught me right from wrong
Dealing with these memories for so long
I always learned things the hard way
From always wanting to do it my way
My past always haunting me
From when my half brother raped me
And then abusing me
When I got older I told my family
But they didn’t believe me
Then going to school and being talked about
And not cared about
Because I was different
And not belligerent 
My self esteem grew low
And when it came to sex it was hard to say no
Because I would do anything to feel loved
Known as a jump-off around the neighborhood
And no one really knew or understood
That I was I struggling with my life
Overcoming suicide attempts
And anxiety attacks
Coping with the way things are
Because my hope grew far
While days seemed to never get better
I tried to change for the better
I’ve learned to just cope with everything
Because in my life it’s a constant struggle


Details | Lyric | |

Overcoming Struggle

Overlook a lifetime past
Remember how it did not last
Life changes quickly before your eyes.
This so called reality surrounded by lies.
A sad thought it may seem
I do not want to open  my eyes to another dream.
Real reality set in.
Lets look forward and begin
I am in this game of life to win.
I will not give up and lose.
I will stand tall
even though I am battered and bruised.


Details | Verse | |

Struggle for Freedom

Hopeless tears reign marks of 
struggle
followed by endless pain
The stigma "nigga" forever 
implanted in my DNA
From black face and sambo to 
mammy and sapphire
some still view us just the same
After years of struggle and 
progress
Not a lot has changed 

They assume stupidity just by 
the tint of my face
and because it's brown, I'm 
uneducated
a fool, a mistake
I'm the angry black woman 
that'll
roll my neck and put my fingers 
in your face
Or he's the one with the bad 
attitude 
and a gun to shoot up the place
Or the welfare queen - all she 
do is get high
Oh and he's the one that fits 
the description of that black 
guy

Still...Forever struggling for 
respect with no ideas
about what it's really like not to 
be automatically tagged 
"nigger/a"
So I stopped expecting miracles 
of blacking out racism
and continue the fight for 
freedom

Freedom from labels and 
stereotypes
Freedom from dumb ass black 
people who keep those 
stereotypes alive
Freedom from holds like hate 
and negative teachings and
Freedom from ourselves 
because some of us have 
stopped reaching
Some of us have given up the 
fight to be taken seriously
We've disgustingly lost our 
pride and our unity
We've decided to become 
enchanted with the stigma 
"nigga/er" 
so it's embedded in our DNA
Attached to more than just my 
skin
It's my soul that aches

The struggle for freedom will 
never end
Racism will never end
Until the end of existence as we 
know it
Get ready 
because all of the signs that it's 
here
Is showing 


Details | Light Poetry | |

The struggle of life

The struggle of life......... The battle is not over, either the peace is not dead Between the struggle of life is a pain in the world The objects are not achieved either the struggle have brought triumph Between the two walls of hatred, life still found horrible The games are played in the battlefield with human life while God is kept as an Umpire In the battlefield men grapple each other and die and bring glory for his country just for nothing We are human creature and our life is a great mystery And day to day we are living with paralyzing fear Our life is so much of struggle without peace and sweeping with confused thoughts. We travel different journeys with different paths Our journey is either short or long but never meant to stay for ever But during our stay we have to find a peace of life and it is only possible through the Kingdom of Heaven. Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka All rights are reserved


Details | Couplet | |

Occupy's Struggle

Still angry from revolutions long past
Greed wondered how long it would last

The occupy people have been asleep
Their eyes closed not making a peep

Now awaken they look at privation
Asking what's happen to their nation

Progress was not suppose to add more
For all of those who are money's whore

The plan was suppose to provide enough
For those struggling in life finding it tough

Wondering if it's too late to escape their fate
Revolution or Armageddon may be on the plate

Now for occupy to really develop and grow
They will need to find new ways not to owe

Edward J Ebbs - 11/06/11
Inspired by contest - NA


Details | Free verse | |

Struggle

I find sometimes
my life is a struggle
fighting demons
embracing beauty
enchanting and rare...

All it takes
is a second
and your life
is turned upside down...

In my youth
I never received
much encouragement
from my father
I learned to move
out of spite...

But for you my love
I want to struggle
against your restraints
I want you
to lose control
I want to
lose control...

Force
is not a dirty word...
~ ~


Details | Dramatic Verse | |

Life's struggle and limits

One day our ship will port in a place of peace and wonder.
Abaft facing the wind and sails at rest.
Limp from its journey, tired and sunder. The bolt rope holding it together.
pushing stead course toward its mark breaking every crest.
awaiting to reach its voyage end, brails to pull along the way.
The shore that limits the journey stay.


Details | I do not know? | |

The struggle within

The Struggle Within
A lonely heart sits and waits
Seconds tick and time abates
Each day passes in s blink
All i do is sit and think
Of all the things i could have done
Away from life i tried to run
Knowing there is sunshine around the bend
Waiting for my soul to mend
Never giving up the hope
Fighting against the slippery slope
My footing stumbles
The mountain crumbles
Trying to knock me down
Each step i take toward the top
Something my path does block
Struggling to push on
Knowing that my heart is strong
I see the light up ahead
Less struggle to get out of bed
Faith around the corner lies
A new tomorrow, brighter skies
The goal i seek is now insight
Push the sadness from my mind
Dropping now the ties that bind
My heart is lighter
Inside my soul sparks a fire
Leaving behind the words of a liar
My life is my own
I’ve fought long and hard
Finally time for my journey to start


Details | Rhyme | |

Many Struggle With Their Sex Identity

Many Are Confused About Their Sexual Identity! There’s many who are confused about their sexual identity. They’re really not sure how to “fit in” with their society. The Bible encourages a sexual purity that God can find. It warns us all about what we allow to enter our mind! It tells us that only Jesus can heal us of our past. Only he can give a true freedom that will always last! If it’s an identity situation, that seems to confuse you… Come to Jesus! And allow him to wrap his arms around you! He made you according to his will! You’re special to him! He’s here to help you! In any way he can! True identification comes from Christ’ death and resurrection! Through Christ, can you have a God and man reconciliation! Please come, and identity yourself as a sinner needing forgiveness. Won’t you experience Jesus blood and his true righteousness? To truly live is Christ. To die is to gain! Come! And be changed by the power of HIS name! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

If you knew my struggle

If you knew my struggles would you be genually concern or would you just laugh.
Would you seek the truth or would you base your opinions off of perceptions.
If you knew my struggles what would you do. 
If you knew my struggles would you be a friend of foe.
If you knew my struggles how would you judge me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Strife and Struggle

Both space and time cannot destroy
     us, or force us to shed a tear
against our lives' approaching joy.
     Can these struggles dissolve what's dear
to our joined souls and make us coy
     about a bliss that's nearly here?

We--survivors!--hope against hope
     and love against war and bitter strife;
together, we struggle and cope.
     We live and die with so little life
or peace against this world's cold scope
     as if on the edge of God's knife!

Would it be easier to die,
     to quit--to cease and never give
ourselves the means of knowing why?
     Hell comes to those who never live
and know, but just watch life passes by;--
     it's a peril we must survive!






















Details | Verse | |

a power struggle

the quay is where he sat.
     deep in thought, he speaks out.
     “my money is my clout.”
he rise and walks.

     the quayside beacons him.
the pelicans he hears.
     he ponders his past years.
the muse was sent.

     his journey to pier lands;
     he sits to disembark.
the singing of the larks
brings deep thinking.
__________________|
PENNED ON JULY 08, 2014!


Details | Haiku | |

Life Struggle

Slaving all life to attain
Lost once found
Vanity 


Details | Free verse | |

It The Everyday Struggle That Make The Man

It The Everyday Struggle That Make The Man


This struggle we live in,this world is or enemy and our friend we fight to see it beautiful.Have you ever heard "I've given up all hope and am ready to die to day"
I'm sorry but this is more this is not some joke have you no heart have you no thought on what someone other then you have to deal with.I want to see the smiling faces of everyone that a longing dream since the day i could walk,Dreams are meant to be kept close,hearts are meant to be keep open,life is meant to be filled to the fullest.How can you say forget it and go and prepare to be put 6 feet under? I'm taking on life building up this life to see a better future for those who think they have none.Who am I to say people are crazy when I myself am crazy.Who has never been grief sicken in't human to the least.I say to those out there it is an everyday struggle that make a boy into a man and a girl into a woman,but if there is love there then this is what should be said"it is beautiful to love but to love is to know how to grieve".


Details | Pantoum | |

The constant struggle, Living with the ribbon

 A fight between life and death;
 Each day could be the last in the fight against the disease.
 Carcinoma,Leukemia,Sarcoma; The three of Many classifications of the disease, and
 The signs don’t always appear soon enough.

  	Each day could be the last in the fight against the disease.
 The Three Cases: die in a blink of an eye, slowly die, or beat the disease;
 The signs don’t always appear soon enough.
 The feeling of slipping away each day even more than yesterday.

 	The Three Cases:  die in a blink of an eye, slowly die, or beat the disease.
The wish to beat the disease, and
The feeling of slipping away each day even more than yesterday.
The wait for the results; Is it gone or here to stay? Is this the last day?

	 The wish to beat the disease,
Carcinoma,Leukemia,Sarcoma; The three of Many classifications of the Disease.
The wait for the results; Is it gone or here to stay? Is this the last day?
A fight between life and death...


Details | Light Poetry | |

The struggle of life

The struggle of life.. 

The battle is not over, either the peace is not dead 
Between the struggle of life is a pain in the world
The objects are not achieved 
either the struggle have brought triumph
Between the two walls of hatred, life still found horrible
The games are played in the battlefield with human life
while God is kept as an Umpire
In the battlefield men grapple each other and die
and bring glory for his country just for nothing
We are human creature and our life is a great mystery
And day to day we are living with paralyzing fear 
Our life is so much of struggle without peace
and sweeping with confused thoughts.
We travel different journeys with different paths
Our journey is either short or long 
but never meant to stay for ever
But during our stay we have to find a peace of life
and it is only possible through the Kingdom of Heaven.

Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2006 Ravi Sathasivam
 


Details | Rhyme | |

I can relate to the struggle

I have been where you are now, I know how life gets
depressed by your situation empty pockets
and every thought you entertain contains illegal means to get green
for this American dream

I can relate to that stress I know that times get hard
I started out hustling  and latter learned to rob
and my squad for the most part were misunderstood
young dudes confused looking for man hood


 I found this in my old file cabinet I sure it has to be at least 10 years old


Details | Quatrain | |

Struggle

Day by day the struggles come
and questions start to mass
Answers seem so hard to find
the heavens are as brass

I’ve used up all my lessons learned
and hope is fading fast
Got to find another way
to make so little last


Details | Rhyme | |

Strength Through Struggle

Your path may be rocky and tough right now. But one day soon, He’ll show you how, to seek His comfort and His love. It’s time to pray to God Above. You’ve been given “Wings” to help you fly. Now’s not the time to question why. Accept with gratitude the gifts you’re shown, and simply know, you’re not alone! His Angels are working, both day and night, to comfort you and relieve your fright. You’ve gone through some suffering and some pain. Now it’s your time to come in from the rain. With open arms they welcome you, Alone or with children, but there’s work to do. Awaken each day and see these gifts. Then share yours with others and your spirits will lift. For through His Grace you have a new day, But remember to thank Him as you pray. One day you will fully see your place, And know that through struggle, you’ll soon see His Grace!
Michelle D. ©December 2006 A Poem Dedicated to the Women and Children Of the WINGS Program (Women in Need Growing Stronger) A program dedicated to helping battered women and children, one family at a time www.wingsprogram.org


Details | I do not know? | |

Where The Struggle Began

All of life’s struggle began
in the dark, inside a woman’s 
womb and we remain to be 
troubled until we return back
to the tomb. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Endless Days Of struggle

Life is like a piano
White keys are good moments of life
Black keys are bad moments of life
Both keys when played together gives sweet music
No one is there who always had dark days
There is one and that is me !
There will be a vast to give thoughts on a starting journey
But when it becomes an endless journey
No amicable ones will be there to condole the agony
It`s the spring wheel of time
One who sacrifice is never applauded
Be an autocrat
Never take the words of others
Be the king of the world by one`s own word
This leads to a fruitful life
If not days will be always dispirited


Details | Verse | |

STRUGGLE for beauty and pleasure

                                                        
                                           
                                                          Though
                                                         the stem
                                                         is thorny 
                                                       as the road
                                                        at the end
                                                        beauteous
                                                            rose
                                                           petals
                                                            hold 
                                                            their 
                                                            head 
                                                            high
                                                             up 
                                                             up 
                                                             up
 
                                                             
Written by:Elliott Bowe


Details | Haiku | |

LIFE IS OF STRUGGLE

                                             ants make their own ways
                                          change when needed for living
                                                  only for few days

                                                  must live any way
                                              educate hears for unity
                                                   life is of struggle


Details | Free verse | |

Long Struggle Not Settled by Almighty

Quite sad,
in bed,
little he said,
prayed,
and sighed,
two tear drops,
fell by the side,
there it had fallen,
he was crestfallen,
picking broken pieces,
of his dreams,
he was in murky waters,
of despair,
with little hope,
of anything positive to preen,
this was his 700th night,
that he had carried the lone fight,
how much longer will it last,
at the rate of two tears a day,
he had enough to the Almighty to say.


Details | I do not know? | |

my struggle

You say I haven’t struggled
But yet you don’t know
Of the life I’ve lived 
The things I’ve done 
And the scars I wear

My life’s been full 
Of struggles
My life’s been like a roller coaster 
My life been full of pain

Life has eaten me
And spite me back out
But yet you say I’m 
To “young” to know 

What it really means to struggle
Have you walked in my shoes?
Have you lived my 
Life for a day 

Have you done the things? 
I’ve done my whole life
You say I haven’t struggled but 
I’ll tell you this

Life alone is a struggle 
So before you criticize  
My life and pains and 
Say what I have and haven’t done 

Let me ask you 
Have you really struggled? 


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Turmoil That We Struggle With

Ones desires are like fires they can surely ignite
How can one resist the grace in such divine beauty?
Passionate or lustful tasting of either juice be fruity  
Taking one if not to both lead to great heights

Pheromones cause the heart beating without end
Fore what is this to be?
Is this love we all see?
Blood pulsating indulges, gyrates a message to send

The constant images and feelings can become obsession
Daily repercussions of this act can be maddening
Deciding to live without this to can be saddening 
Closet thing we have to heaven each and every session


Details | Lyric | |

The Struggle

Strain 
On my back
This burden
Will burst my veins
The strength to hold on
I lack
Can't shield the attack

I shake
Under the weight
Keep throwing the bricks
Until my soul is sick
Create my fate
Laugh when I cry
And dance when I die

Venom filled words
Burn through the porcelain
Stabbing the sword
Deeper in blood red skin
The hiss
Fills my ears
Hit
Miss
One more sear
More burning tears

Death will come
Victory for the meek
Can't help but succumb
To the power you seek

We stand tall
A power so great
You've become so small
No room for your hate
Our scars erased
By the one deserving
The highest place