Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
For I was a child when reality faltered, and the world we all knew was unexpectedly halted. I don't recall much, as no one has spoken
By Ray Eckermann6 years ago in Poets
I just wanted to see what it do baby?!?! I am Coco FlowerChild or Jamila Maua Mchawi Salutations welcome to the inside of my many many souls!
By Coco Flowerchild6 years ago in Poets
I woke up this morning, just another day The sky full of clouds, but that’s okay Because I woke up this morning, alive and breathing
By Nicole 6 years ago in Poets
My passion is a path that you admire from afar Lost you on the third trail turn past the honeysuckle flowers that I so wanted you to taste as it’s blushing elixir would offer you an entrance into
By The Dani Writer6 years ago in Poets
TELLING STORIES Thinking … what can I write about next ? My power of imagination, put to the test An Instagram-live show, I’ve been on before
By Tammy Wells6 years ago in Poets
Don't pretend to be who you're not Because they don't know that gift you got It's not about fitting into their puzzle It's about speaking up, take off that muzzle
By xoDivine~Thoughtsxo6 years ago in Poets
I stand in front of the mirror. I look down and see my ample, sagging breasts. Then i notice my swelled large belly below.
By Donna Bolch6 years ago in Poets
Living in a world where freedom is scarce Police taking over feeling powerful and fierce Crucifying our people, keeping it in the dark
CHILDREN BE Let the children be what they are meant to be If a bird then let them fly If a beast then let them roam Let them be what they ought to be
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous6 years ago in Poets
Her soul wasn't prepared for what was to come And it was too late for her to run The warm sun started to dim and fade Trapping her mind in the cold dark shade
Please forgive me for what I didn't do For loving everyone else but you It was never you, always me Their perceptions of you blinded me
Strength is more than just a chain that she wears It's her heart still beating after scars and tears It's the beauty blooming at her core
