Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
My eyes, shine multiple colors I see yellow beams of sunlight signaling my new journey The soft and subtly sweet fragrance from the lilies delight me
By Mariah Kalungu5 years ago in Poets
Her womb carried me for a season Her eyes looked down at the future In my Mother’s eyes, I was today’s imminent Tomorrow was saved for her tears of joy
By Salwa Samra5 years ago in Poets
Red, blue, purple and black, These represent my presence, From way back, Back before I knew the meaning, Back before I knew the feelings.
By CosmicAli5 years ago in Poets
All colors have uses Especially when they are fused White is the color of hope’s light Black is the color of empty darkness
By Max Jaxon5 years ago in Poets
Seasons like windows, with moods and disdain, Fleeting, returning they're gone but remain. Pale darkness, the black, the void that consumes,
By Sherrie-Skye B. Winterz5 years ago in Poets
deep blue feels like home something i trust, something i know ever since i was a child i could see it, feel it in the comfort of rich indigo
By Jessi5 years ago in Poets
“YOU are my Color” You are the Color in my Life The Light in my eye The Strength in my Soul The Hope of my future The truth of my foundation
By Cheryl A McDaniel5 years ago in Poets
Our lives are not comparable Through the shades of green and blue crying out loud With the promises cut short Out of thin air without lifelong support
By Moon Desert5 years ago in Poets
You wake up early and need to be fed Make our nipples raw and take up all the bed You fight sleep because you want to play some more
By A.L. Van Leinbock5 years ago in Poets
Colors, very unique Have a special way of communicating All having a different meaning Representing something different and meaningful
By francine Ebai5 years ago in Poets
The past is a burden that haunts. We relish in what we have, it taunts. Like the neverending boomerang of life, Slicing through the air like a knife.
By Daniel Arnold5 years ago in Poets
Skin Color by Cyrus Mooney White, a bright colorless image that is never-ending. A void that people get lost in easily from being overwhelmed by its vastness. It’s one of the many skins.
By My greatest Memories5 years ago in Poets
