Future Life Poems | Examples
These Future Life poems are examples of Life poems about Future. These are the best examples of Life Future poems written by international poets.
Light is
waning
Darkness
spreading
Hate is
plaguing
Values
drifting
Morals
falling
Bias
rising
Justice
missing
Grudge is
growing
Envy
eating
Beauty
fading
Heartache
rising
Future
blurring
War is
killing
World is
weeping
Yet you
fear not
Hope's still
glowing
Trust is
building
Love is
healing
Care is
calming
Yes, the smallest things,
can control the outcome of,
the biggest events.
If you are struck by the thunder of torment,
the lightning lancet of distress shears your heart,
nonchalant you may resolve relaxed to never cry.
Solace sprouting from the compassion of someone dear,
bearing your load of anguish,
may melt the mists of your mind, sworn to never dissolve,
surge at unexpected touch,
and flow silently in the torrents of tears,
underscore never say never recognizes life’s fluidity
in the rational refusal to fold future in finality.
August end
Welcoming Autumn cool breeze
Distributing new academic spiritual syllabus
Sun illuminates' life’s pondering campus
Deceased leaves spotlight beauty
Depart the world
Will return again
Alive and well
A Mother nature rebirth
Steeped in tradition
Tonight an escort holds a lantern
Ready to guide me
Through the early fall dark
Star less night
Wanting another day
“Do not be afraid
Future arrives soon
And you will have your historical spirit”
This I remember
Getting ready to haunt
Those who need answers
More than gold
Introducing closure
Honest strong treasure
Discovered through
Exploring resting peace
This I am told
After ghost orientation 101
Life, the ambivalent gift
Built of moments, incidents, experiences,
Images in colour, lingering
In cameos, memories, scattered
Blending in feelings
Breezes stirring love, need, fear,
Joy sometimes
All made of precious little bits
Vulnerable to annihilation
From what is listed
Thereof sing
Into the dark
Absorbent void
Which is the future
And sweet life lived together
In the grip of Time
Twists into sadness;
Contemplates forever
What used to be.
life changes begin with me, positive outlook on future
The roots of man go so deep
Some little rodent perhaps
Thoroughly relieved the dinosaurs
Are at last all gone.
And here and now
Always a mid point between past and future
The future likewise unforeseeable
Other than a vague sense of continuity.
From that future
A hundred million years from now
This past I sit in
Will be as unknown and unrecognizable
As my little mammalian ancestor’s.
Does this make it all meaningless?
Hell no!
It makes each step and stage
Miraculous.
(8/11/26)
LONG AGO
It seems the love I've known
Has always been the contingent and transitory kind
Maybe that is why
I have felt so alone
For a long time
Long ago, when I was younger
The feel of life was so good, I thought I’d have a great future
But so many things went annoyingly wrong
Like someone had changed the rules without notice
Many stories that were inspired never got published
Although, a few good things did occur
I lived by day and tried to keep my feelings in
I am not sure how I could have survived without family
But that was so long ago
I Finally Get It.
I'm Incredibly Slow.
It's What You Remember!
No Time But The Past!
Distorted, Melting Into
Puddles, Soon:
Well, Personally... Right?
Not The Way I
Remember.
And Some Of Them Are:
Spiky, Shameless, The
Emporium Unashamed...
Primal Ambition For
Future Attendance...
But NOT!!!
How We See It
Anymore.
I Think.
-Gray Squirrel
07-29-2026
Creation
A bumble bee
Busy in the buddleia bush
Getting nectar and pollen
For life all to go.
A butterfly fluttered by
Going up high
For a purpose unknown
Exploring the sky.
Below on a cabbage
A caterpillar chews
And spiders just waiting
To trap some more food.
Incredible creatures
All multiplied vast.
God’s glorious creation
Future, present, and past.
When I met my true love it was bliss,
I thought my life and fate was perfect;
we had so many great future plans,
it was clear sailing to our true north.
I was pregnant and it was a baby boy,
and life was good- we were preparing;
then,, something felt wrong one morn',
at the hospital I delivered a dead baby.
Our life began to decay our love faded,
my love became distant and too quiet;
he left for work and later came a call
I was told he had crashed his car.
At the funeral I felt like I was stone,
and my life was over- I wanted death;
as days passed I found my strength,
and I found a new path forward alone.
Catalog Wherehouse:
He's Buying A Micro-
Recorder... Because He's
Full Of Crazy Ideas...
He's Gotta Spit 'Em Out,
On The Lonely Rolling
Road Rolling Genius Away...
Maybe He Was.
All Those Squirrels!
I Sold Him One,
It Was On A Shelf,
Took His Money,
Made A Sale.
You Never Know.
A Box Of Windows.
Seeing Eye On
The Door.
*I Give Them Too Many Nuts.*
*I Spoil Their Future.*
*******
!!!Neon!!!
-Gray Squirrel
Last Summer
We had a lot in the future,
but you deleted all
You don't know what you are looking for
Passed our July into December, winter's home
Memory of our love and life
Turned into fog
I don't come again to Hungary
for you
I am not looking for your love anymore
Bye
Everything is gone
The silent sands in glass glide down,
A demure drip, without a frown.
Each grain a moment, soft and fine
In life`s pages, a gift divine.
They buzz tales of days that slipped by,
Of joys that bloomed, then flew to sky;
The present trickles like a stream,
Reflecting the soul`s fleeting dream.
In the un-spilled part of the sand
We eye the future that still stands,
A heap of hope, a silent plea
To cherish all that comes to be.
The world keeps whirling, time evolve,
Bits by bits, our muscles dissolve,
The hourglass mirrors our short stay,
Reminds us, life won't ever sway.
So, while blood still runs through our veins
Let us use our hands and our brains,
The world, a better place to build,
From rains and woeful winds to shield.
today's potential opportunities open the door for tomorrow's promises