inspirational

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

Red women soul
Despite her last name being Mexican, They said she was nothing more than a white girl. But her soul was that of a red woman.
By Arianna Ruiz5 years ago in Poets
Because of you
Tell them, who are we?... Who are we? They don't know about me. No! I don't think they know about me. BLUE! The color I see, every morning when decided He,
By Katelyn Thompson 5 years ago in Poets
Color is Pride: True Colors.
Good morning little birds, how are you today! Different from a child, with something more to say! Who will you be tomorrow, or the next day?
By Debra Sabiston5 years ago in Poets
A proud son
A proud son The life you give, the sacrifices you made A selfless mother, I would never trade Your heart so pure, so caring and deep
By Valente Gonzalez5 years ago in Poets
K'uychi [Kwee-chee]
Some terms that may be helpful to know before diving into this poem: Pachamama - Mother Earth Inti [een-tee] - The Incan Sun God quewa [keh-wah] - Two-Spirit Chaski - messenger
By Chaski K’uychi5 years ago in Poets
Dear Future Generations
Dear Future Generations By Aliya Meyers 13 year old poet Dear Future Generations: I'm blue because there's too much Homophobia in the world
By Aliya Meyers5 years ago in Poets
My Ancestors
I have so many colors running through me The flags of my ancestors are many I am a melting pot of different colors The flags fly freely in my heart and the blood runs deep in my veins
By T. Cox5 years ago in Poets
cheap gold
She felt like cheap gold. The kind you find at thrift stores. Reduce, reuse, recycle. She wished she had diamonds in her teeth and a crown for a soul, so she felt undisposed of.
By Asia Orth5 years ago in Poets
Colours
The day shines an invitation through my window As the dust floats through the air above me The gift of another day is forever free
By Kim Allen5 years ago in Poets
Release
Familiar paths run along a habituated place. Reminiscent yet so new. Imaginations of green, yellow, and burnt orange color the conscious. Paradise untold, beheld only by those who posses it. Imagine love, Imagine peace, Imagine satisfaction beyond belief. The sweetest things, quenching all whom thirst and partake of it.
By Tanya Miller5 years ago in Poets
Women of Color
If you haven’t noticed Our glow is like the Sun Let me tell ya We are the ones Bathed in honey Dipped in gold Hearts are solid
By Sheena Givens5 years ago in Poets
What is Your Favorite Color?
The hues, the blooms... The beauty that encompasses all. An array that represents every emotion, every sensation, every feeling.
By Xiomara Cisneros5 years ago in Poets