Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Late night conversations, airing out frustrations, I don't feel like sleeping tonight, just wanting to be back in normality,
By Jenni Lodge6 years ago in Poets
i never thought the thoughts were untrue until i realized it didn't all add up i had a hunch it wasn't right but it took some time before that meant something
By poetryinwaiting6 years ago in Poets
The acceptance of joy Has opened a portal of beauty To be explored by the lover of living. Run down to the ocean of your heart’s desire
By Don Lax6 years ago in Poets
Waking up around six, A young maiden trudged down the stairs of her home. Her hair unmade, Her face unfinished, Her body disorderly,
By Mihaela Vasileva6 years ago in Poets
Inspired by Clifton Henri, “WINGS,” 1999. 1. Those wings that Black girl had spread from the waters of the Atlantic ocean
By Kareem6 years ago in Poets
Its sad how my feelings are switched What I use for joy is now provoked by rage When I get mad I go for a walk I used to do that out of happiness
By Ashley Ching6 years ago in Poets
if you know you have a passion why would you hide it? if you've been given a gift why would you avoid it? if the pen and paper are buried at the back of your shelf
Yearning, burning for more On eagles wings I want to soar Honestly, I was made to be a giver This love, pouring out like a river
By Rowan Finley 6 years ago in Poets
Who am I? I'm a mother, a wife, a sister, a friend I'm religious and demonic I'm a lover and a fighter I'm a cheater and a liar
By Diana Jimenez6 years ago in Poets
A heart so heavy, I can't feel its beating. People's suffering weighing down on my shoulders. Then, somehow, I'm forced to say goodbye to my brother.
By Derek Evers6 years ago in Poets
The sky’s getting dark but it’s my time to shine. There’s a wave of excitement leaving behind all these things that I’ve known, and these friends I’ve held onto. It’s a bittersweet feeling, knowing I’m gone soon.
By Joshua N (wordē)6 years ago in Poets
Our Language Did you know it’s men we need to thank for certain words? I’d lay a bet that all of them I’m sure you will have heard.
By Julie Murrow6 years ago in Poets
