Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Our world is all but uniform; it wears A thousand hues: blues dye the seas and sky; Green, hills and fields; red, wrath and blush, and there’s
By Josh M5 years ago in Poets
It’s the things you do when you’re blue That makes me think of you In all the beautiful shades of grey as you do look blue , I admire you
By Shaqueena Monay Sims5 years ago in Poets
What does it mean? To live your truest colors Feel liberated to allow your shades bleed through: Red, The passion we feel
By Daniel Poleo5 years ago in Poets
There are many unrealized travels in life Because The soul is always moving Either Soaring, Doing or Ruminating Prolonged even if there are troubles
By Benito Di Franko5 years ago in Poets
Some people are blue, the popular ones. Some are people-pleasing purple, they always make sure you’re having fun. Some are orange,
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro5 years ago in Poets
When it rains, pause to watch what fuels the tears inside you, part the clouds, and shine love there. But when the storm defeats you,
By Sonja Wesholowski5 years ago in Poets
Reading Rainbow More like I wanna be over the rainbow touching the “pot o’ gold” I’ve never seen before. Is it fictional or is it myth?
By A'nitia Greene5 years ago in Poets
There are many colors we uphold Yet the primary is all we see. Red brutality Yellow Sanity Blue depression We see through but one window tented black
By Adriana Gregory5 years ago in Poets
The luminescent glow of blue is a mystical beauty that is a reflection of my own. It illuminates the skies, the seas and my soul as I gaze into its eyes.
By Alexis Blackman 5 years ago in Poets
You look at me as though what you see through my glasses is what I see when I take them off, Turn a blind eye, Keep those thoughts inside,
By Brandy Enn5 years ago in Poets
· When waves of life come crashing down upon my skin-canoe And flood their storm into my lungs, I yearn for what to do. It's hard enough to keep afloat with one soul in my crew,
By Ali R. Naqvi5 years ago in Poets
Mirror Mirror on the wall, you don’t look like yourself at all. With the phone lens covering everyone’s face, this is selfie taking up everyone's new favorite place.
By Cindy Ave5 years ago in Poets
