Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
There was a time Where my voice would fall onto deaf ears Expressing my pain, they turned a blind eye They silenced me;
By Kit5 years ago in Poets
My little white book-- I wonder what they think as I carry it around and hold it close to me. All of those people, near and far,
By Lisa Love5 years ago in Poets
As my hands skim along my stretch stained thighs, I see no glimpse of the girl who was In that little leotard with sparkling hazel eyes.
By KB5 years ago in Poets
Why BLEND-IN when you can STAND OUT? I see YOU. Do you see ME? INDEPENDENT of my COLOUR. But STRONGER because I AM.
By Athena 5 years ago in Poets
Some days are different when you feel drained and the world is crawling back to you with its dirty claws and filthy agendas.
By Suntonu Bhadra5 years ago in Poets
When I was fifteen A jigsaw I drew Red blue and green Pieces were the world that I knew In the middle a square With no connections
By Charlotte Page5 years ago in Poets
Colours, people places, faces thoughts, ideas pattern recognition I could never recognise myself, my colourful chaotic self, in the faces and minds of others.
By Lexie Clement5 years ago in Poets
THE COLORS OF MY CORNERS The colors of my corners, are different shades and hues. Each corner holds a story, painted in reds and blues.
By Forrest Phelps-Cook5 years ago in Poets
I know you hate me, But I hate me more. I can’t deal with this pain anymore. This isn’t new for me, it still sore. I think my brain has been broken since before I was born.
By Edna Freeman5 years ago in Poets
I am the winged one who chose to fall Deep inside a womb of crystalline dreams so ancient that I called it home. Within that haven of viscous veils, shining illusions and whispering truths
By Vaughn Bergen5 years ago in Poets
❤️ Red is when she is passionate, And She feels the raging fire. 🧡 Orange isn't too far off, And helps her feel inspired.
By ViVid Vibes @Dannii.scully.art5 years ago in Poets
ROY G BIV Roy G biv, Roy G Biv All the colors of life you give. Red in apples, sunrise and lipstick, true. Orange for citrus and pencils too.
By Tara Eastman5 years ago in Poets
