Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
where do i fit on the pallet? i’ve been categorized my entire life never putting my own label on the bottle “he’s too white to be black”
By Chazz Boyd5 years ago in Poets
On the life's battle field, I lay shattered. But always ready to join the puzzles scattered. I get burned with the fire.
By Devi Vaidehi5 years ago in Poets
Black. White. Yellow. At times, I absorb everything around me as I disappear into my very surroundings. In others, I reflect the light that I am, as it begs eagerly to appear.
By Meorah Ha-Me'ir5 years ago in Poets
The color of me does not paint me unique. I am not one leaf, but the whole tree. I am not one color, but a kaleidoscope of dreams.
By Delaney Johnson5 years ago in Poets
I pledge allegiance to myself, the closest heart I'll ever know, and to my truth—lived and breathed— echoing all the colors of a rainbow shroud,
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Poets
My Alaskan blue eyes, are easily pleased, By birds, rivers and skyscraper trees, somtimes i feel like a leaf, Small and not noticed,
By Bronwen Lewis5 years ago in Poets
Here is what it means. When my sister was born they put her in the margins. They told her what color was her color
By Liz Whittaker5 years ago in Poets
The vital force energy radiates out of my pores, an indigo light I glow with self-love, every vibrational match is mine to have
By Christina Meyer5 years ago in Poets
I see you, You of all colors. I see you, You of All shades and lusters. I see you, And the pride that burns inside, deep within your hearts.
By John Crowe-Lockerman 5 years ago in Poets
Our true colors are beyond what the eyes can see, For we are rough & tough with our afro puffs, yes you & me as we gaze upon the stars to see far within our hearts to never
By Sharon McKellery5 years ago in Poets
Her blue eyes peered into the ocean green What was she to discover in the unseen She sought to find the potion's code Meant to unlock the black residing in her soul
By Pamela Johnson5 years ago in Poets
Hey little one, How are you today? I’m writing you a poem, There’s lots of things to say, First of all I love you, Secondly I care,
By Sam Anarchize 5 years ago in Poets
