Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I heard the voice of the Death Angel speak, As slowly he pass'd me by, And I saw him throw snow on the crimson cheek,
By shyam sapkota5 years ago in Poets
Beauty If something beautiful ends, it does not cease being beautiful... I am the dark side of twilight, A stormy existence, The beginning of great delight And
By Dujana Chakir5 years ago in Poets
Down, down beneath the daisy beds, O hear the cries of pain! And moaning on the cinder-path They're blind amid the rain.
Strong,bright and valiant, Clean,charming and brilliant His armour discomfited darkness, His sword, made of silver He unsheathed the sword
By Joseph Isah5 years ago in Poets
Lieutenant Keen was "great," and yet He would look over the parapet; And something smacked him in the head,
By Son Sim5 years ago in Poets
A Jewish Family In A Small Valley Opposite by GENIUS of Raphael! if thy wings Might bear thee to this glen, With faithful memory left of things
By Mohsin5 years ago in Poets
My days attach to detached screens, For sanity's sake, I need to breathe. My sad heart races to the beat, Of sirens racing down our street.
By Wendy - Empathic Tigress5 years ago in Poets
A stray of light and a slender glare peeps into my mystic eyes, She cuddles her pillow, stretches, and moves, and gives a sigh.
By Anshul Kumar5 years ago in Poets
It's you, always you you do not believe in me you give me reality check thinking it would bring me back But, I am a dreamer, dreamer, dreamer
By Manpreet Bedi5 years ago in Poets
Some write because they have something to say something to tell something to reveal Others write because they have to write something
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Poets
Used to smoke Newports now we sipping Portuguese port know ya worth living in a different universe one where I dont ever have to hurt
By Robert mackenna5 years ago in Poets
When your feeling low don’t expect to feel the flow of a million words through your mouth and soul. Just sit and vibe real slow, be tranquil.
By Marcus Alan Perkins5 years ago in Poets
