Black Poetry : The inner struggle

[asimplepoet]

My soul is torn between heaven and hell
Why there's a conflict I can't begin to tell
Heaven is full of splendor that I long to see
But sin's sweet temptation keeps calling me
How do I break loose form this fatal tug of war

When I look back I know I've come too far
To be able to revert backs to my old ways
When my lifestyle came with a price to pay
For though it glimmers now it was a hard life
Beneath the sparkle laid much pain and strife

Hence I must be stronger than Eve and resist
And not succumb as the tempatation persists
Heaven knows I struggle to reach it everyday
For I must look futher than the joy of today

So when its all said and done and I lay down for my final rest
I can proclaim that the struggle is over and I've done my best​

 

[queentswana]

Heaven knows I struggle to reach it everyday
For I must look futher than the joy of today

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In some respects I guess it's better to put the cart before the horse....
But the horse gallops on, with or without the cart. Sometimes we must be mindful of that horse as he trots with great pride... for he knows nor cares of tomorrow, eat-drink and be merry....for tomorrow we die.
Great piece poet!!

 

[Phenomenon]

I loved this piece. It will be such an honor to finish a mission and say "my work here is done and I've done my best." Thank God for life

 

[$$RICH$$]

struggle of self in this life as i shell do my best as end come to take my rest
do what you can do and give your best at it and surely your flower is given
while u live in da struggle.

awesome write, i'm so loving it

 

[watzinaname]

You've learned to remain on the high road, mindful of where other roads will lead. Knowing that you've done your best, what a reward that is. Well expressed poetess.