inspirational

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

I AM ALL COLORS OF THE SPECTRUM
It’s hard being white when you’re black. It’s hard being black when you’re white. An irony at best but waiting to unpack.
By Beautiful Intelligence5 years ago in Poets
The Flow of Colors
Red is the passion of love, Orange intermixed up above; Yellow shows the hope of us all, Green gives us strength to stand tall; Blue gives us calm from the siege, Violet, our royal prestige; While more, so much more can be said, We all need the passion of red.
By David Dwight5 years ago in Poets
My Color is My Pride
My color is my pride The color of my skin doesn’t define me within weather I’m black ,blue or white my color doesn’t determine my fight nor should my color be defined by site
By DAI’JANAE Barnes 5 years ago in Poets
Rainbow Roots
They said I am colored momma yes, my child you are and so am I. We pride ourselves on who we are we are a mix of colors you see.
By RJ Benson5 years ago in Poets
Awaken
I settle for not you but only me I will continue to be me If you have a problem with it that’s your fault As for who I am distinguish a beauty of thought
By Samone Murphy5 years ago in Poets
Mothers
To think that I became a mother at age thirty-two. To think that my mother raised three children on her own. To think that the mother of my mother married when she was sixteen.
By A.N.Tipton5 years ago in Poets
Love in colors.
When you say “I’m pretty like art” I’m moved. Confused Disturbed Bothered your eyesight is bad. Are you seeing what I see every day in the mirror?
By Remita Odigbo5 years ago in Poets
Allow me to introduce myself in nothing but colour.
Allow me to introduce myself in nothing but colour, I shine, I shimmer, I bronze in the summer. Subtle hues may break free time to time and again, I allow them to run like the ink running through my pocket due to the upside down pen I rushed to stash after attempting to write this poem, again and again and again.
By Lakyn Heperi 5 years ago in Poets
Her Color
Sandy red hair, chestnut eyes, amber skin, a red bone to the fellas. Curvaceous hips, sultry lips, the sway of her words as waves in a calm blue ocean, lulling the hearts of man to peace. The light of her smile contrasts shadows of grey remnants from her tortured past. Reds of her beating heart, greens of her zeal, and blues of every breath create a white canvas, pure and undefiled. Painting the dreams of tomorrow in the hue of unadulterated hope, she guides every stroke with poise in stride looking for a rainbow in the sky. Bold and beautiful, vivacious, and complex, this vivid and luminous color is me.
By Keri Cormier5 years ago in Poets
The Last Obstacle
A collection of colors in the distance All organized and packed together Bright and dark striking a balance Each an individual; not so separate either.
By Elizabeth Petit5 years ago in Poets
Colours
Though I live in forest green, I could never be just one colour, Red and orange excite me, Their warmth and energy A necessary complement to life's blue undertones.
By Shari Hewings5 years ago in Poets
Together a Future
I believe in all of you. In everything that you do. Through every joy and violent storm, Love will help the world conform.
By Gelene Beverly5 years ago in Poets