Future Self Poems | Examples
These Future Self poems are examples of Self poems about Future. These are the best examples of Self Future poems written by international poets.
I shall not live to see changes for the better
But those who do will not notice them
Just as I did not notice the changes
Having taken them for granted
And yet, previous generations
Could only dream of such changes
Well, at least about some of the better ones
That have taken place in my lifetime
And even then, they hardly indulged themselves
In such irresponsible illusions
But I merely wish to say
That I care nothing for the future,
For the simple reason
That I won’t be there
Of course, this is selfish
But no more selfish than having a body
And a soul that belongs only to me
As part of some greater whole
I am of no interest, even to myself
Let alone to others
I have no need for lofty abstractions
To prove my existence
And find it valuable in itself.
life changes begin with me, positive outlook on future
Today I travel back (in my mind) to Deutschland
I long to meet my younger self and gently reprimand
To say: “get saved and epistemologically understand
Accept the Christ who kept the law, bore the wrath, the tree
Who died for sin and calls for soul and mind to reprieve
To walk repentant, cruciform, and truly free
I would intercede for him as Christ has done for me
And wonder what that earlier Grace might let me be
But better late than never, thanking The Trinity
"Nothing is Impossible -the word itself says I'm possible
Quote by Audrey Hepburn
I have faith in me
Faith to live a good life
Faith to be a good person
Faith to love my family and friends
Faith to believe in myself
Faith that the majority is good
Faith that the future is positive
Faith that our world will survive
Faith that the sun will rise tomorrow
Faith that good will prevail over evil
Faith to believe in all of the above
“Because I have Faith in me
anything is possible"
She was always told youth was transient
and beauty would soon fade
so she worked on what's inside
and she was ready for come what may
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Lost to the thoughts in my head
It didn't matter what was said
The world outside didn't matter
Living life with all that chatter
All I would seek is my own name
And the voice that would maim
I couldn't forgo the assault
Because it was my own fault
I went on an endless journey
Going in circles of worry
I thought I would lose my soul
If I stopped and gave up control
So I listened to the voice of treason
Instead of giving into reason
I listened to the chaos inside
Despite it taking me for a ride
I ran away from those who cared
Reeling from the voices I was snared
I write this as a warning to a future falling
Try not to listen to the voices name calling
Rooted in gold,
I rise in a wave.
Flow returns.
Strength reclaims.
It comes on the tide.
In skies, my mind rides.
The Cosmos cleans
My mind is in golden dreams.
The majestic train arrives~
It's strong, much stronger than I,
beautiful in its gleaming
reflections of the station's
night lights, perhaps it will share
its strength with me as I trust
it to rescue me at last.
Time doesn’t care if you beg or you pray..
It slices the hours and steals them away.
No bargain, no mercy, no pause in the chase..
It carves out your future, erases your place.
Each second you squander is gone with a grin..
A thief with no conscience, no loss, no sin.
It won’t write apologies, won’t grant reprieve..
It takes what it’s owed when you dare to believe.
Stop whining of chances you swear will arrive..
The clock only honours the ones who survive.
Stop mapping a someday that never comes true..
The moment is dying, it’s calling for you.
Time doesn’t wait and it doesn’t forgive..
It’s now or it’s nothing, decide how you’ll live.
It circles, it waits, it will cut you in two..
Take hold of your moment, or it will take you.
day by day and brick by brick
we're building the foundation
of the person we want to be
who knows what lies around the corner
or who we'll meet upon our path
we hope to be ready in our hearts
and be the person we're proud to be
to make the most of each new opportunity
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Why should we tread alone?
Come, let's walk together.
Each path is peril-prone.
We face stormy weather.
Shouldn't we be aware
Of our powers and flaws
Shouldn't each one's welfare
Be conscientious cause
Shouldn't our arrogance
Selfishness and detest
Give way to elegance
And make ourselves blessed
Our future is unknown.
Let's not be in tether.
Why should we tread alone?
Come, let's walk together.
Years of struggles and despair
Bullied endless
Beaten down
Name calling beyond my real name
Fights unbearable
Early school days
Always picked on
Life having ups and down
Hard swings
Criticism always
No matter what
Discouragement through negativity
Like a pen with no ink
A pencil with no point
Felt like a nobody
Serving no purpose
What people wanted to believe
The wonder years
The wonder how I preserved
The answer being Heaven above
My adult years being my perspective
Reflecting back to those days that were
The approach
Words spoken becomes a listen
The past made me stronger into the future
Picture frame perfect
The storms encountered
Today I pursue
Devoted observations surrounding proceed
Wisdom has shown me the way
I live by every day.
Emerging from my teens
I had a head full
of ghosts to escape from -
inhabitants of an inner world
I kept to myself. Future life
was over there,
at the end of a train line,
a long road, the last port
of call on a ship's long voyage.
I could never get far enough
away - they always
found me hiding in some
masquerade, a clever cover
concocted to conceal -
at times I even fooled myself.
Mirrors were a bane,
they told the truth
and so I learned to look away.
A lifetime on
they are still with me but now
I know each by name.
There are days
when they draw close
and become weepy
as if seeking love,
though still afraid to leave
the refuge of my shadow.
Today my older grandson, the four year old,
Asked his mom,
“Who are you talking to when you’re talking to yourself?”
And it made me think a few things;
One, that the kid is bright and has a bright future
Two, that I sure never thought such things at four
Three, that it is a solid basis for a life of inquiry.
As Nietzsche so eloquently said,
“If you wish to strive for peace of soul and pleasure, then believe; if you wish to be a devotee of truth, then inquire.”
It gives me great peace of soul and pleasure
To know my grandson will be a devotee of truth.
(12/23/24)
Line of inquiry:
“looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was
I’m different now, though not without flaws
Each crest becomes a trough, as we move on
God slowly steers soul towards a new dawn” - Unseeking Seeker
My future self is a river running.
Time with no end is the course I run.
Things I learned from youth have either
been tossed ashore or absorbed
within my deep waters.
Storms I have endured.
Somewhere in the
middle of
my long
life
I
began
to transform.
I grew deeper
and deeper from all
my experiences.
I am flowing closer now
to the ocean of my rebirth
where I will merge with all God’s rivers
in the bright dawn of his abiding love.