PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Through The Ages


I was a twinkle in my father’s eye

I was love, made

I was life, encased in a living tomb

I was a child, raised up by a village

I am growth, constant

I am knowledge, seeking

I am a vessel for anything God chooses to gift me with

An open chalice always full of the soul my heart beats with

I am a swirling, tumultuous nebula, yearning

For stardom among the greats

I will be the fuel of my own momentum

I will be a voice heard above the cacophony

I will be a voice heard in a chorus harmoniously

Singing for a steady, true progress

Why stop when all of us (together) can improve, endlessly?

I will seek, I will find, I will grow, I will love

I will always be

Me

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Submitted to a slam

“I Am... Scholarship Slam - CLOSED”

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.