inspirational

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

Coats
Coats Each of us Have a number of false selves Brave fronts we’ve fashioned Shields of protection That enable us to function
By Angel Cheney5 years ago in Poets
Red my blood, green my soul.
My skin won't tell you my whole story, my eyes are too blue to show. The fierce red blood that flows in my veins, the proud heritage of long ago.
By Leah Harris5 years ago in Poets
Configured Colours
I remember the day the doctor told me, that colour is just one of those things,  simply i will never be able to see.
By Scout O'Donoghue5 years ago in Poets
The Color Of Me.
Why was I in such a rush to get here on this earth, is there something wrong? I couldn't wait two more months? Why am I so little? The voices looming large behind the pink veil urge my departure assuring me of success, to disclose not the answers I descended upon my mother, I turned.
By Hoyt Douglas Battles5 years ago in Poets
How Do You Start Your Day?
Just how do you start your day? With a mug of tea and the BBC? With a cup of coffee and MSNBC? With both networks airing
By Josephine Crispin5 years ago in Poets
Red Green and Gold
I'm the last surrogate writer of many illustrious souls I carry in me the Red Green and Gold flag of a nation Your courage lingers in my last words of illumination
By Rui Alves5 years ago in Poets
Finger Painting Bliss
Bright are my days, with endless hues, I see all shades, in paint and social cues. From speckles and spots, To hand laid dots.
By Antonia Fish5 years ago in Poets
Stitched together by Nature and Time
Colour painted skies still capture spirit Time And Time dances with Nature to a rhythm sublime But Time took a pause on the 13th of May
By Georgie5 years ago in Poets
The truth comes out
How fragile our relationships, can sometimes be, Just please make sure, you never lie to me, The truth they say, will set you free,
By Alan Firmin5 years ago in Poets
True Colours
What are your true colours do you wear them on your sleeve? Do you bleed the colours of your nations flag, or would you prefer to drop that tag.
By Todd Kidd 5 years ago in Poets
SHINE FROM WITHIN
Thank your past self for all she has done for you. I think that life really comes down to following your heart as oppose to your fears.
By IAM SimplyShan5 years ago in Poets
Journey of the mind
Sat alone, with just thoughts and feelings, How our minds, can be so revealing, Left alone, just to wonder, All summer days, and sometimes thunder,
By Alan Firmin5 years ago in Poets