Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I will agree that the hearts of man have grown cold, and the earth seems like it is expired and old. Violence is the vicious lullaby of the lands,
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Realize that the fear lies and the terror wears a disguise. Sterilize where the embarrassed side tries to hide. Let a secret shine while the time by decides what’s enshrined.
By Andrew Wallace5 years ago in Poets
A father teaches his kids to be independent, strong, and confident. Any man can be a Father but it takes someone special to be a dad.
By Annaah Malik5 years ago in Poets
Things should never be Just black and white. For if you have no color, You have no life. Sometimes, you must get things wrong
By Cat Mitchell5 years ago in Poets
So, I wrote these poems for my son, years ago. My son was born with two rare genetic syndromes. Poem 1: "Mummy Why?" Mummy, why are they laughing?
By Bianca C5 years ago in Poets
Are you fragile or are you scared thankful for another washed out day time to spend far away from the everlasting
By Michael LaFrance5 years ago in Poets
Learning never ends There is always something New that we can learn We don’t know everything There are new discoveries
By Maria Kalafatis5 years ago in Poets
Something in the atmosphere is taking place Trying to get in the line to his good grace Demonstrating my focus I'm going to see his face
By Alisha Bell5 years ago in Poets
I sat on the beach, working, Laptop focused all day. An easy place to work, So my son could still play. My computer suddenly died!
By Jennifer Mosier5 years ago in Poets
If we are to be given such, as to be free to think and touch. Ought we all not show our thanks, and not with just what's found in banks?
By Luke Haymons5 years ago in Poets
You want to look in the mirror But how can you? You were raised on the belief that your self-worth is based on the relief received by those with preconceived notions of what a man should look like.
By Dog5 years ago in Poets
From the North to the South, from the East to the West... what is it that one’s self needs to know best? Southbound stories will share realization of your sins to lead you to where your healing begins.
By Jaclyn Gilbert 5 years ago in Poets
