inspirational

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

Incandescent
Beneath the red, white, and blue I wear a yellow mask. It may be hidden, buried deep, but never seems to crack.
By Lucy Hang5 years ago in Poets
The color I AM not.
“I need you to know you’re so beautiful!” Especially you: who people in the world view you or try to identify you as being something other than unique and beautiful. Don’t let creations place an identity on you that is contrary to what the Creator sees you as. Recognize who and whose you are. A lesson for everyone (as in whom is willing to seek understanding and receive it).✊🏾
By Vee5 years ago in Poets
As I am
I feel that the vision of myself is foggy but vivid. My being as wavy as a mirage but bright, as if the sun were centimeters away from the curved outline of my eyes. The wisps of light jingling from my soul would fracture in infinite directions above your pupils.
By Lauryn Greene5 years ago in Poets
In Between The Binary
LGBTQ.... and sometimes Y Why? Because sometimes there isn’t enough letters in the alphabet or colours in Roy.G Biv To paint all the in betweens who don’t fit in and fall out of the binary box.
By Sh Powell5 years ago in Poets
Make Her Up Of Many Colors
I am made of every color Made to marvel and discover Just as the unique recipe of my life Written across space and time
By Katherine Scott5 years ago in Poets
From Darkness to Light
From Darkness To Light I was born into darkness, From day one everything was black, So when I was exposed to colour,
By Lindsay Bowley5 years ago in Poets
Take heed
I am telling you For all the hatred that you have met For all the jealousy disguised as arrogance And the anger that they hurled at you to cover up their fear of failure
By Louise Kendra Lohmann5 years ago in Poets
Getting to Them
At Sunday dinner, won’t respond to Her She glares at me and turns away Her words echo loud: My Truth And So Proud Caught the edict, but you’re not two
By Margo Blutt5 years ago in Poets
Purple
I want to be orange, not always preferred. Rather than people-pleasing purple, welcome in everyone’s world. It’s okay to be purple, if I’m being myself,
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro5 years ago in Poets
Memories of My Brother
Blue is the color of an endless summer sky the color of my memories that is your namesake Blue in its vastness Blue
By Sh Powell5 years ago in Poets
Dark Grey
Dark Grey By: Ashley Clarke Dark grey is the color of the absence of life, A rotting corpse’s shade, the signifier of lack of blood, and breath, and hope, with emptiness this color is rife.
By Ashley Clarke5 years ago in Poets
To Be Continued
The thing I remember most are the houses. Bright green doors, purple walls. Blue victorians. A lifetime ago, ten years ago.
By Jelina Liu5 years ago in Poets