Hard Work Poems - Poems about Hard Work

The early bird will catch the prize, The late one watches as time flies. Start working now, don't wait too long, Or dreams will fade before they're strong. Let people talk and have their say, Stay silent—let success display. Fly so high and reach the sky, Their words below will pass you by. Learn and fight, stay strong, hold tight, Don't give up—your future's...

Continue reading...

An impotent soul wrapped with a police seal Married a merchant and stopped bearing Jill everyone must care, that’s how it feels traps of superiority placed like banana pills mutual respect losing every match five-to-nil demanding the showering of majestic praises so unreal that are schemed and manufactured from a rusted mill to cover a void that can never be filled. Confidence owns...

Continue reading...

Hard work and success go together, As a human being, we are recognized with awards and honors, But there are many creatures in the world, Those who work very hard, never recognized, but achieve their goals. The ants, with their tiny bodies and mighty strength, Toil tirelessly, hoping they will never lose, They carry burdens,...

Continue reading...

Success doesn't happen overnight it comes from hard work and determination to go the extra mile...

Continue reading...

I've always done physical labor - just to know I'm alive and what my limits are...

Continue reading...

My life my mantra I often question my purpose for being here, Whoever our creator has not made himself clear, I had a cracking start, but what goes up must come down And although I tried so hard to wear my smile as a crown, it wasn't long until things began to fall apart, And Life became...

Continue reading...

I love my job I work all day Hard work for me is child’s play Labor is its own reward And, you know, I’m never bored Yet every week’s ...

Continue reading...

He wasted his whole life away, tryin’ to make that gumbo pay, sweatin’ neath a burning Missouri sun. I heard him tell me every day, son if you just work hard and pray, then those good times is surely gonna come. With the passing of all those years, after all the blood, sweat and tears, he would still get down on his...

Continue reading...

Something that pays off down the road in life...

Continue reading...

Strung along, I am a fool Always working for others Once branded a handy tool Foot on my neck Boot lodged for good I barter and sweat A soul without identity I work and work Free food and amenities However no ambition for more The days stretch together A day's work leaves me sore Trapped by a leash hand-sewn Never in search for better I could have done well...

Continue reading...

Built with rusted steel Steel mined by the workers’ hands Faceless above crowds An angel not from the blue But built with man’s blood and hope...

Continue reading...

He'd wake up sorta rough around the edges then he’d pull in his teeth from out of the glass Yawn then rub his eyes with the back of his hands scratch his belly for a while and then his ass After a time you would look around the house and wonder where in the world old Jim had gone Out...

Continue reading...

In Kuwait's embrace, a star does shine, Yousef al-Mutairi, talent refined, On the court, he soars, with grace untold, Representing his land, a story unfolds. With dedication fierce, he strides the lane, A basketball maestro, glory to attain, A father strong, with love displayed, Guiding his children, his heart portrayed. In life's arena, he's done it his way, The right path chosen, come what...

Continue reading...

Many years gone from her birth since nineteen sixty-four With hard work she got into her stride Trinity, in her name, expanded and gained prestige. Intermutanda, Constantia: her motto An implication of consistency in academic excellence In her form is excellence prevailed Imparture of knowledge to empty little boys As to the Messiah's impartment to his disciples Before leaving the Earth. Her form as...

Continue reading...

Many years gone from her birth since nineteen sixty-four With hard work she got into her stride Trinity, in her name, expanded and gained prestige. Intermutanda, Constantia: her motto An implication of consistency in academic excellence In her form is excellence prevailed Imparture of knowledge to empty little boys As to the Messiah's impartment to his disciples Before leaving the Earth. Her form as...

Continue reading...