A change of fate

All has changed since I first stood
Upon the ground that I now stand
And thought what if I’d understood;
My dreams fell through fingers like sand.
All hope was lost life goals had gone
To leave but memories of a dream;
The soul left body with pain alone,
Good thoughts lost to a raging stream.
Yet time came to reverse the pain
To bring the soul to body whole;
The daemons of misfortune slain
By hard passion to take control.
Although the horses pull away
From straining chains of charioteer,
They did not break; to my dismay
My Self combined to one, can cheer.
All has changed since I first stood
Upon the ground that I now stand,
The changes made for greatest good;
A fate my conscious can’t understand.
What we can’t know may pain the mind,
To flee from changes in our meaning
But heard my fate and grasped- I find
After years that I am dreaming.
As my first post proper post for over a month I am glad to say that i think this is my favourite poem I have ever written. I have been spending the last few weeks working hard for exams that, as of yesterday, are now done and gone. This poem is a reflection of my current thoughts and how I have come a long long way since the beginning of this year-Academically, emotionally and although I am not religious-even spiritually. I said a few months ago that i planned to implement some of Yeats’ poetic techniques into one of my own poems and you may notice some here. I would never say that i am anywhere near the genius standard of Mr Yeats, but i can say that I have learnt alot from studying him and writing part of my English exam on his work.
Feel free to comment-I love both criticism, analysis and praise!
(one last note-I have also been awarded graciously a new award-and to the kind person who gifted this to me, i have not forgotten! I will follow this up in the near future!)

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8 Replies to “A change of fate”

    1. Thank you for your comment! I hope that you find where to go next. I am learning to follow my heart which is why only the hope in this poem builds over the course of it. We always find ourselves struggling but if we look hard enough, we find a way to the next step. 🙂

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