Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Until you love yourself, You don’t know who you really are? You don’t know how unique you are? You don’t know how capable you are?
By Sahil Patel5 years ago in Poets
What poetry means to me? It all started when anxiety and depression, Became my friends. It all started when I have no one to talk to and understand my words.
Why should I care, What others think of me, When there are not friendly. Why should I care, Of always being right,
KAIKOURA’S SOUL Breathing in Kaikoura's soul, Salted air cloaks my throat Storm-clouds loom as black as coal, Graceful sea birds squawk, afloat.
By Wendy - Empathic Tigress5 years ago in Poets
We use balloons in celebrations Birthdays, weddings, graduations But the most precious balloons I recall Were not really anything special at all
By Kaiz 5 years ago in Poets
It’s a reflection of love not visually seen By the person caught up in its dreadful scheme Loneliness is a feeling you’re vulnerably alone
By Debra Debek5 years ago in Poets
My jolly car, you inspire me to write. I love the way you call, roar and frighten, Invading my mind day and through the night,
By Anjal Dav5 years ago in Poets
Life is a choice, To live is a choice, Attitude is a choice, To be happy is a choice, To be sad is also a choice, Optimism is a choice,
I Learned to be happy, When I was in those dark moments. I Learned to be happy, When I felt unhappiness. I Learned to be happy,
I want to be a free bird, Flying in my own space without, Getting into any kind of race. I want to create my own space,
Whose best friend is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow, I watch him laugh. I cry hello.
By Samyog kandel5 years ago in Poets
My flamingo, you inspire me to write I love the way you flap, look and wallow, Invading my mind day and through the night,
