Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
# Heavy Fighting the heavy with sludge at feet. Anger about things not capable of being controlled and the weight it saps and depletes.
By Intelligible5 years ago in Poets
Shoulders back Chin up, he told me Walk with pride Because you are only As worthy of belonging As you allow yourself To be
By Liv Bishop5 years ago in Poets
NAISEI A solid drift down memory lane. Where two souls meet Sparking flames, one could say Ice cold to the touch; but in a sense
By Marissa Renee5 years ago in Poets
This world has never been just black and white Smoldering embers - crackle orange. Failures caused by past transgressions
By Olaposi Omishope5 years ago in Poets
Color me in with different shades. Change my hair, my nails, or my blood. Uncover my rainbow being. Show me all the ways I reflect light.
By Catherine5 years ago in Poets
I’ve felt your presence all along, You know the tune of my soul’s song. You guided me through my nightmares and dreams, Gave me comfort through the bleeding screams.
By Pam Hunsinger5 years ago in Poets
Boooooored. I am so bored by your boredom. Your voice is monotonous, uninterested, undead. BORING. Where is the life?
By Camilla Siig5 years ago in Poets
My soul, at your feet I shall lay. Bare and raw. Unfiltered, unchanged, unapologetically. Though it is made of bruises, cracks...pieces unevenly stitched together.
By Varina Yazell5 years ago in Poets
What is the most beautiful color? The most beautiful color is the one you like the most. For sky lovers light blue is the best,
By Raul A Cabral5 years ago in Poets
I have a friend who goes by Lola Lola is not afraid to be a showgirl Lola shows the world her true colors Violet Lola always has spirit, always ready to continue to knock down any obstacle with keeping her manicure perfect
By Larissa Gartner5 years ago in Poets
My soul is iridescent, Changing all throughout each day. And I have to tell you something, I love myself this way. What fun would it be to stay forever the same?
By Karianne Thomas 5 years ago in Poets
Raised in the darkness, I hid from the day, Afraid of unwarranted prices I'd pay.
By Carbon Callin5 years ago in Poets
