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The Light

(A Long Agonizing Conversion.



Out of the dark forbidding night,

 I Struggle now to see the light.

 I never felt this way before,

 Loved the lair of darkness more.



 Was careful in nothing, no good to see,

 No miserable longing nagging me,

 Then, out of the past in agonizing flight,

 Out of the deep I search for sight.



 What roused me in my dark domain,

 And showed me that the light was gain?

 Who made me desire this other way,

 Through pain into the light of day?



 With knowledge comes uneasy dread,

 And regret 'bout the place I fled.

 Things have gotten complicated now,

 Rending my heart and furrowing my brow.



 Self love is such a natural thing,

 No concern for sin the heart to wring.

 Grief for sin, I've come to know,

 In this vile vale of tears below.



 Might I find a way of relief,

 From this unexpected pit of grief?

 This struggle out is laid on me;

 I had no thought the light to see.



 Seems, like a bull, I am turned this way,

 As a pull on the rein comes into play.

 With my old will I would refuse,

 This shaft of shining light to choose.



 Why has God's power upset my way,

 Remolding me as a piece of clay:

 Turning about my heart and mind,

 Into some calm and caring kind?



 Is there a purpose in all of this,

 A value to gain and a loss to miss?

 Is good reason given to me at last,

 A way of emergence from my past?



 Finally my sight emerges clear,

 And I begin to lose my fear,

 Oh, what a gift; the gift of sight

 With thankful heart, I embrace the light.



 This change of heart was born in me,

 A hope of Jesus the Christ to see.

 I'll no longer covet a life of ease,

 Some foolish way myself to please.



 Because an eternal joy will come,

 When this earthly life is gone.

 Stay with the light whatever the cost,

 Rejoice in God's saving of the lost.



 For the sight of Christ upon the Cross,

 Shows great gain comes at great cost.

 So with the light, will come the pain,

 But, oh the wonder of the gain.



 "Light came into the world, but men loved 

 darkness rather than light because their deeds were evil." John 3:19

"But ye are a chose generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people,

 that ye should show forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his 
marvelous light." I Peter 2:9
Form: Rhyme


A Letter To the Debtor

A Letter To The Debtor
 
To those I've hurt and all I've wronged, 
I never before accepted where I belonged.

I could apologize but I'm not sure that even matters now.

Maybe those who hear this will realize that I'm truly sincere
and will find it in their heart to forgive me somehow.

Like anyone does, 
I needed a place to start 
to begin a transformational change of heart.
I can say with absolute certainty,
I will never again be who I was.

For the unforgiving in nature, 
that will likely never be enough. 
Well, I'm not standing here for you to challenge me. 
I don't need to prove to you what you've demanded to see
or that I'm tough.

Sit back in my shoes and think as much.
You'll start to see as such. 

You've mocked me once. 
You've mocked me twice.
You look both ways and try to play nice.

You smile and wave
but I've seen how each of you behave.

You say you care and that you understand,
but you stab me with the other hand.
It's nice to discover all you really had planned.

I forgive but I don't forget.
That doesn't mean I hold a grudge.
However, you are not who I answer to
and you are absolutely not my judge.

Haven't you heard?
I stick to my word.
What you see is what you do.
I learned that from watching you.
It doesn't take a scientist to decide
where to place my honor and where to place my fist.

The citizens of the four corners of this earth 
don't seem to value their worth.
It's a trend you can't hind and a culture you can't pretend.
Just look at it from the inside.

Smile for a while with your arms open wide.
It's a slippery slope to learn which way to slide.
Two directions will often collide when the rite of passage is denied.
Hold your head up high and hold on to your pride.
Let dignity be your guide.
Don't push an open mind and heart aside.
I cried when I nearly met death as it died.
A new way of life quite literally implied.
You're truly alive if you know where you'll arrive.

It's a message well worth received to the deserving who have already believed.

Here is one final word to those who have truly heard:
Conceive, believe, and you will entirely achieve.
Form: Narrative

My Prayer Pt 1

Jesus am down here right on my knees in your 
holy sanctuary
To speeak to you through my prayers cos I don't 
want to be stationary.
I ain't a mercenary who has the love for money,
But Am here to pray for my foes and the devil's 
obituary.
Am like Hannah who went to Shiloh
To pray without laying on a pillow
Her prayers weighed more than a kilo
And samuel became her hero
Am here like Hannah with a heart that is heavy 
with so much burden
I don't know how it came,but it came so very 
sudden.
But still am here with a contrite heart,my words I 
ain't gonna chew,
Am going to say it out as clear as the morning 
dew.
Please forgive me my sins and my iniquity,
Disregard how big or small and its propensity,
Your vicinity is where I wanna be cos of its 
transparency,
Give me a change of heart and also a new identity,
Lord help me not to speak profanity and wish for 
vanity,
Cos vanity upon vanity will always yield vanity.
I pray my goals and aspirations you help to 
proliferate,
And not for my visions and dreams to begin to 
emanciate.
Though the hard times is kinda giving me a great 
K.O,
Your strenght is all I need so I can challenge them 
blow for blow.
Lord I know I've been asking for so many 
wishes,like riches,
But all those riches have come with so many 
stiches.
Lord help me seek first your kingdom,
That will come in the next millenieum,
Cos the reality of it is left to my own wisdom.
Lord the enemy never stop strategizes with his 
devices,
Guide me from all his vices,
And all those spiritual crisis.
Cos I get scared sometimes I don't know what will 
happen tommorow,
I pray is not something bad that will bring me so 
much sorrow.
Jesus,I have friends who might not stay,
I want friends who'll stay come what may,
A friend in you who,ll make my life turn blue,
Aam waiting for the day to lay my eyes on you and 
be more like you.
Lord I want to go so higher like you,
And shine so brighter like you,
I want to be so greater like you,
Am on my knees now speaking to you,
Cos right now this my prayer at quarter past two.
Form: Lyric

My Prayer Pt 1

Jesus am down here right on my knees in your 
holy sanctuary
To speak to you through my prayers cos I don't 
want to be stationary.
I ain't a mercenary who has the love for money,
But Am here to pray for my foes and the devil's 
obituary.
Am like Hannah who went to Shiloh
To pray without laying on a pillow
Her prayers weighed more than a kilo
And samuel became her hero
Am here like Hannah with a heart that is heavy 
with so much burden
I don't know how it came,but it came so very 
sudden.
But still am here with a contrite heart,my words I 
ain't gonna chew,
Am going to say it out as clear as the morning 
dew.
Please forgive me my sins and my iniquity,
Disregard how big or small and its propensity,
Your vicinity is where I wanna be cos of its 
transparency,
Give me a change of heart and also a new identity,
Lord help me not to speak profanity and wish for 
vanity,
Cos vanity upon vanity will always yield vanity.
I pray my goals and aspirations you help to 
proliferate,
And not for my visions and dreams to begin to 
emanciate.
Though the hard times is kinda giving me a great 
K.O,
Your strenght is all I need so I can challenge them 
blow for blow.
Lord I know I've been asking for so many 
wishes,like riches,
But all those riches have come with so many 
stiches.
Lord help me seek first your kingdom,
That will come in the next millenieum,
Cos the reality of it is left to my own wisdom.
Lord the enemy never stop strategizes with his 
devices,
Guide me from all his vices,
And all those spiritual crisis.
Cos I get scared sometimes I don't know what will 
happen tommorow,
I pray is not something bad that will bring me so 
much sorrow.
Jesus,I have friends who might not stay,
I want friends who'll stay come what may,
A friend in you who,ll make my life turn blue,
Aam waiting for the day to lay my eyes on you and 
be more like you.
Lord I want to go so higher like you,
And shine so brighter like you,
I want to be so greater like you,
Am on my knees now speaking to you,
Cos right now this my prayer at quarter past two.
Form: Lyric

The Danger of Anger

anger is not always a sin
if it's righteous indignation

Biblically anger is that emotion which often compels
us to change our ways so we won't wind up in hell
anger is acceptable as self-defense of others or moral principles are on the line
but an anger that is self-serving is a sin all of the time
for it tends to leave hurt, it tends to leave pain and it tends to leave devastation
selfish anger leads to misplaced affection and/or displaced aggression
it produces feelings of strong displeasure and/or antagonistic behavior
the rage and resentment which goes against the very teachings of Our Savior
the physical effects of selfish anger carry the spirit of unforgivingness
but righteous indignation is the thing that we all need to stress

to be displeased with the way that others are being treated
to be upset over oppression, suppression and the way people are being defeated
we need to handle our anger in way that God can take control
and understand with a change of heart we now have a Biblical goal
to be honest in our communication in the way that we talk
to stay calm in the midst of the storm is the way to walk the walk
to attack the problem and not the person who is in the midst of the trouble
to attack the sin and not the sinner who is in the midst of the struggle
and above all in the spirit of kindness and love we need to act
and never allow the enemy to cause you to over-react

the Bible states "be not hasty in holding resentment in"
you need to let go and let God show you the way to win
don't let the danger of anger ever put you on a defensive attack
recognize God in all things and you'll stay on the right spiritual track
for the enemy will try to use and abuse you and have you disconnected
from the power supply that is Our God which has you spiritually corrected
as anger seems to always rests in the bosom of fools
so never let the enemy attempt to take you to school
so don't respond, don't resent and above all never over-react
stay calm, stay focused on the sin and never let the danger of anger distract
Form: Didactic


Sasuke's Thoughts

Hahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahaha
and now I'm all...alone
It's the way I wanted it, the way I planned it
why I came so far, drowned in darkness
attempted to cut down everyone in my path
I'm so close in my conquest for revolution
so close in my life for my form of peace
I'm sick of this, these constant bonds tugging at me
that voice nagging at my heels
wanting a change of heart that will never come
begone from me, I leave you
you and everything you stand for
erase yourself from my presence or I'll erase you myself
all of our battles
I am the one who always walks out the victor
it's the power I wanted to achieve to match...my brother
my brother who's always walked in front of me
Brother, I...forgive me
but I will turn this world into cinders for you
create my own world of darkness and peace
All that stands in my way is him
Over and over and over and over and over and over
WHY MUST YOU CONTINUE TO STAND IN MY WAY
WHY ARE YOU SO DETERMINED TO BE THE THORN IN MY SIDE
WHY!
(Why are you the only one who tries this hard to rescue me....)
and there he said it again
the words that make me hate him a little less
a bright light in my shroud of despair
"because we're friends"
I force a laugh of challenge when I just want to smile at those words
as I strengthen my resolve in anger, in envy
He still shouts that after all we've been through
after the chaos I've caused
after I've even tried to take his life twice
and now seek the title of Hokage
the very same he's been calling for his whole life
he still calls me his friend...
I DON'T NEED FRIENDS!
(just for once I wish to forget for a moment who I am anyway)
so come at me, lets end this battle and all the ones we've started before
you the person to walk ahead of me...like my brother did
you who never broke this bond with me
you, this annoyingly optimistic person in my path
(I've killed one brother a moment too late, don't make me lose you too)
JUST GET OUT OF MY WAY!
is what I said in one last gasp of despair
but it is I who lost the fight this time...

Man In a Suitcase

MAN   IN    A    SUITCASE

Used to joke  how Gregory Peck  was my father                   
But never knew why I was called Sydney.                                             
Or why  Australia’s city was named after me -                       
And a dozen other cities around the world  farther.              

My dad surely was where mum’s love-treasure  was spent,   
But died before I was born  and before they could marry.      
Her family hated this guy but she was  tough, didn’t worry,          
And named me after the man for whom she was meant.        
     
She never discussed  her  feelings buried, 
Showed  no photos, never talked about him to me.      
Broken hearted I guess.   Who wouldn’t be?
I never knew  the man she would have married.

I didn’t really cotton  to  the name I had.
I preferred  Alan or Steve or maybe Vincent
And a dozen other names  meant  for a gent,
Regardless of who may have been my dad.

I  also disliked the name for its ambiguity,  this name Sydney
-  Sort of amphibious.  A name in American movies - for women,
It could swim across the ocean and in British movies - for men,  
(Always  small-time crooks who were chirpy and cockney).

No, I never liked the name.  It wasn’t  worth a jitney
To me;  and I used other nicknames for many a year,
It was only used in mockery for it was relatively rare.
Even today,  “Syd”  is ok;  but please, never call me “Sydney”

But I found a  dusty  old suitcase and lifted its lid  
After she passed away.   Her life’s  treasurechest, 
And out rolled some  gold,  photo of old soldier dressed
In uniform: he looked like me:  the name on back  was  Syd.

That moment  -  Damascus Road - change of heart.
Now,  proud to have it, say it, hear it.  Nicknames I forbid.
I like it  especially when my loving wife  says  “Syd”  
Now with this name  I’d never part.
…………………………………………………………………………………………….

Written for Linda-Marie’s contest  WHAT’S  IN  A  NAME?

Premium Member Endings I Do Believe

Endings ? – I do believe . 

There is this great, growing, emptiness, filling my soul, –
permeating every fiber, every beat ( pounding away at my heart ) – 
it’s oppressive weight, bearing down, collapsing my spirit.
There is this gigantic hole, where my life used to be –
an abyss, a black hole from which there is no escaping 
the obvious – I no longer ( if ever ) hold a place of any
importance, of any relevance of any meaning. 
= My spirit knows the tunes, hears the music.
My soul wants, so much, to dance, to romance. =
A will-o-wisp am I, among the shadows, 
cast upon this plane you and I have traversed.

My days, my nights, my hours, my minutes but hollow places.
Thoughts, feelings, visions, memories, all echo throughout these empty spaces.
Once again, you have slipped into your silent mode –
me you try and avoid, once more , to me become cold.
I keep my distance, so as not to anger, to upset you
and will, until you have a change of heart – this I do,
because my love for you will keep me at bay
until what troubles you ?, takes wing and flies away.
Until then – I patiently await the coming of that day.
Until then – I will reluctantly stay out of your way.
Until then – I will look to the heavens and pray
that my thoughts, my feelings, my beliefs will stay
within the realms of possibility and of love
upon white wings of peace – you know ?,  the dove
who carries - hope for all the wars – far above
all that seems to be burning down the house of LOVE.
  
These, my words, my Dear, I fear, you may never hear !
This poor attempt at rhyme – may be a waste of my time !
This spirit no longer flying, believe me !, I am not lying !
These lines, you’d say are “ silly, - isn’t that like you Billy ”
ring in my head, the latest adjective telling me I am dead !
Another negative put down, of this foolish old clown, 
and his attempts at expressing, -
the physical, mental, intellectual – his rambling.
 

B. J. “A” 2
 January 10th 2009
Form: Rhyme

Change of Heart

A change of seasons..
A change of heart..
The trees once dressed with leaves 
Now had gradually undressed
Leaves had fallen from the trees
Leaves vibrantly colorful
A refreshing experience..
As the air is crisp and cool..
A wonderland of leaves on the ground
Trees are almost bare..

Autumn becomes winter..
Coldness fills the air..
A frozen winter wonderland..
A pure white lovely blanket of snow..
Scenes from a picture perfect postcard
Fresh snow had fell from the sky..
Untouched and beautiful 
Until touched by all of us..

Winter becomes spring..
A new beginning..
Rebirth ..
Born once again is the beauty of nature
The trees are no longer undressed..
Green leaves gradually grow..
To become full grown..
Trees are smiling happily while dressed..
Birds chirping joyfully in harmony..
Amazing bright colors everywhere..
As the flowers are in bloom..
A perfume filled environment..

Spring becomes summer..
As the leaves dance to the melody of summer..
Hot and steamy heat arises..
Sun beats down ...
Scorching heat surrounds..
Awaiting a cool balmy breeze..
Along cool refreshments..
To quench one's thirst..
Masses are walking along golden sands..
The beauty of the ocean..
Surfers gliding as they catch the massive waves..
Seagulls flying gracefully
Singing and looking for their next meal..

As the seasons change..
I have changed..
A change of heart..
The love of my life is my life..
To discern..
To rekindle..
A love that is so true..
As my beating heart knows..
I let go..
I surrender myself to you my love..
You are light..
Your light is my light..
How do I know your light?
How do I know my light?
Unless there is darkness..

Darkness is the catalyst..
To know you and I.. 
Darkness is experienced 
Polarities of life..
A deep discernment...
A confirmation..
To really know..
We are..
Both the miraculous splendid beacon of light..

When It Comes To Understanding the Emotions of the Human Heart

When it comes to understanding
the emotions of the human heart

Written by Dean Masciarelli

Tuesday, March 2, 2010


When it comes to understanding
the emotions of the human heart

It can be difficult and complicated

Because men and women 
are wired differently

Yet when couples fall in love with 
each other in the very beginning

Everything can seem 
so natural and beautiful 

And you feel invincible

As if you were on top of the world

Because you are so overwhelmed 
and 
consumed with happiness and joy

Because everything seems so right 

Because you actually feel like
you 
were meant to be with each other

But as in so many relationships 

Circumstances can begin 
to change as time goes on

And instead of growing closer to each other

And allowing  the relationship to get  stronger

Some couples tend to grow apart from each other

For reasons that may be unknown at the time

Because one or the other may have had a change of heart

And that's when things may get out of hand 

Because they may not understand what went wrong

Yet when everything is all said and done

And they end up going in separate directions

This is when they will feel disconnected from

Anything and everything that they have ever known

Because they honestly thought in there own hearts

That the only true love that they had ever known

Could have lasted through out there life time

And unfortunately this is when reality sets in 

And you begin to realize for the very first time

That there aren’t that many relationships 
that actually have true fairytale endings

Unless they are both capable of putting
there whole heart and soul into everything

Then it can actually have a completely different ending


Because they made a conscious  decision
from day one to stand beside each other 
through thick and thin until the very end

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