Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Black + White = Shades of Brown by Mia Athey Black and white are my identity stripes Like a zebra trotting through life against stereotypes.
By Mia Athey5 years ago in Poets
Red, I’m shy of the new me, Orange, not sure who I’m going to be? Yellow, can’t shake this fear inside, Green, new everything, nowhere to hide,
By Stephen Molloy5 years ago in Poets
I am a rainbow of colour. May the sun’s light shine on me. May the colours dazzle me in their splendor, May they adorn me in robes so fine:
By Olivia Gyuran5 years ago in Poets
Only if I knew what I know now... Somehow nothing would be the same. Turning negatives into positives To live a life without shame.
By Lukey Loose Leaf5 years ago in Poets
Popcorn, funnel cakes, cotton candy Fingers and face all sticky On the beach where it’s wet and sandy Staying clean as a kid was quite tricky
By Keys Will5 years ago in Poets
Beside the brook, the boy reclined And wove his flowery wreath, And to the waves the wreath consigned The waves danced beneath.
By shyam sapkota5 years ago in Poets
When I Say No… When I say no, it’s not yes. It’s not maybe. It’s not I’ll think about it. It’s no. Do not try to beg,
By Dr Cynthia Lea Clark5 years ago in Poets
Today, I planted my feet in the soil, asked God to use my tears to water them, and something new sprouted right in front of my eyes.
By Soul5 years ago in Poets
A neighbor of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the farm, she did A childlike thing.
By prashant sapkota5 years ago in Poets
Freedom’s invitation lures me intrepidly A constant calling within One’s imagination roaming in wilderness Exploring depths of idyllic discovery
By Filza Chaudhry5 years ago in Poets
No mystic charm, no mortal art, Can bid our loved companions stay; The bands that clasp them to our heart Snap-in death's frost and falls apart;
Just So Maybe my shoulders are structured, beautiful and broad, to help carry the burdens of others Maybe my feet are perfect, graceful and long,
By Lee York5 years ago in Poets
