inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

Dark side
Everyone has a dark side and needs help sometimes, We all fall and we all have our own crimes, What if we can break through? And become,
By Karen Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Raindrops and Dreams
I descended from the heavens, my journey was clear and decided. I knew my plan and path; it was to bring great joy and strength to those below. I came down gracefully, my entrance was expected and much anticipated. The heavens burst with light and thunderous song as I escaped the last clouds having built myself up, strong and pure.
By Viltinga Rasytoja5 years ago in Poets
Lessons of Imperfections
📌✒️ When I was a kid, all I wanted to do was to write, write and give speeches about. But then I turned thirty, and I wrote nothing but text messages flirty,
By Laleeta Tongo5 years ago in Poets
For My Delightful Butterfly
Start writing... Roses are red, Violets are blue, An afternoon is delightful, And so are you. Orchids are white, Ghost ones are rare,
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
For My Delightful Viola
Start writing...,Roses are red, Violets are blue, An experience is delightful, And so are you. Orchids are white, Ghost ones are rare,
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
For My Delightful Seahorse
Start writing... Roses are red, Violets are blue, My residence is delightful, And so are you. Orchids are white, Ghost ones are rare,
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
Transition
Perhaps it is the time that you Want to press the 'pause' button Perhaps it is the time that you Want to focus on "being"
By Soojin Jun5 years ago in Poets
Love and Devotion
Spirit in the Sky Love and Kindness Prowess and humbleness The way of the Road ahead is daunting, Yet beautiful. We will be here.
By Jaqueline Grenier5 years ago in Poets
The Creepy And Plump Sand Castle
Start writing... Whose sand castle is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
The Creepy And Plump Petal
Start writing... Whose petal is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
By samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
I Choose
I choose to live in light that I have been blessed with. I choose to smile more times than I feel sad. I choose to give into kindness rather than anger.
By Melissa Barabin5 years ago in Poets
Before I Moved Away
Before I moved away... My world was quiet. I lived every day on repeat; the same sights, the same sounds, the same people.
By Rowan Vetere5 years ago in Poets