inspirational

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

What’s in a Name?
Stand-ing in the gap… To be sure no one’s left out Speaking words of grace and love Our awareness makes us proud There is nothing that we cannot do
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 years ago in Poets
An Introvert...
I wandered slowly, Through sidewalk cracks and broken pavements. With my head bent in grief, Finding my own piece of Gethsemane
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Poets
Fly the dream in the struggle
Struggle is a song The road ahead is full of bumps Youth is sharpened by sharpening Life is rewarded by struggle Inherit and carry forward the spirit of May Fourth
By Elton_Quinnio5 years ago in Poets
Wraith
You sense, but cannot know me I’m the vapor in your breath I’m a mist that clouds your thinking I’m a virile living death
By Alaric Goldkuhl5 years ago in Poets
The desert where I dwell...
I felt this heat on my face and slowly opened my eyes to the bright open sky, where the sun was shining brightly. It was strange, I could feel sand on my palms. I slowly rose to my feet and gazed around in awe. I'm awake in a desert, where all I can see are vast sand mountains and desert wind.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Poets
Friend and Foe
My lonely companion of empty darkness And lowly self-doubt, I know you only too well. Often have you moved to press close at my side
By Alaric Goldkuhl5 years ago in Poets
Life...
Around the sun, the earth rotate, Never stops, tire or ever late. Along the process, the seasons come, Spring, Summer, Winter and Autumn.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Poets
Fear
Fears hold us in rusty chains, Protecting ourselves from inner pain, Keeps you restrained inside a box, you can’t get out as it is locked,
By Karen Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Cherry Tree
Cold bitter and biting, the whipping of wind. Cinders of cold drove your warmth further in. Winter kept beating. How cruel it can be.
By Alaric Goldkuhl5 years ago in Poets
Faces
Now that no one is around, My true self must be found. Living in a world where we must pretend. Being not "me" his life one must spend.
By KK2455 years ago in Poets
Sky
Oh! I love this cloudy sky This weather so optimally cool Not too humid not too gloom Oh! These lovely colours Have a tint new in this damped light
By KK2455 years ago in Poets
Father’s Day
I love you dad and I miss you so, If I’d had a choice I wouldn’t have let go, The day you left my soul imploded, My grief swelled up and soul was jolted,
By Karen Quinn5 years ago in Poets