Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Valentine's Day I gave roses But still don't know what love is like Look at the flowers outside the window Valentine, who will I give this year?
By J.Chris5 years ago in Poets
Run, just as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm the fast man! Speed and chase. My shoes have long since been laced.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
I see you! I see you, Do you see me? Do you see all of me or what you can see through them lashes? You see, I’ve been clashing.
By Gianna Frekym 5 years ago in Poets
Leon: My Gods we’ve been mad at our parents for all our life DJ Nino: Yet it’s the government that has played us twice Ace: The government broke my family PTSD’ED us in the choice of the Air Force where it continued the abuse as if it was nice
By H.O.R.U.S 5 years ago in Poets
All who wander are not lost. Perhaps they are found. There is a certain freedom awarded to those few, Who refuse to settle within any confines of society.
By Celine5 years ago in Poets
Mind makes all possible nothing impossible and so we shall win.. night has to fade light has to come do take it on the chin..
By Veda Bhasya5 years ago in Poets
In darkness I found myself crawling on my knees Fighting it off like a deadly disease Clawing and scratching I tried to break free
By Brittany Ivy5 years ago in Poets
The new mom life. I didn’t know how much love I could have for one human being. I also didn’t know how much one person can test my patience. Mom life.
By Jazmin Richards5 years ago in Poets
I CARRY THE BABY BORN ON THIS DAY AND TAKING IN THE JOY AS I GAZE IN HER EYES FILLED WITH OPTIMISM WITHOUT A CARE FOR THE UNKNOWN
By Sol Pen5 years ago in Poets
I am from salt and pepper shakers, from Dr. Pepper and Marlboro’s. I am from the pear tree in Grandad’s yard. (Broad, green,
By Elizabeth Arnold5 years ago in Poets
The Longer I live the more I realize, that my life isn't as I deemed it to be. My teenage years have been filled, with a sense of false self-control,
By Anna Maitum5 years ago in Poets
I am me And I’ll make you see Who’s the real enemy It’s power and greed That keep you hungry Not for more But for scraps on the floor
