inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
The Prism in my throat
I always thought my throat chakra was clogged. Turns out a Diamond lives there; spuing out light in a multitude of angles. Most people speak in one color and I’ve always tried to do that. But the diamond living in my throat made that impossible. Everything that flows from my mouth and hands are multidimensional. And that’s because of the Diamond that lives in my throat. Forgive me if you think I speak in riddles. I’m just everything and everywhere at once tryna channel through a prism. Forgive me if I stutter, that’s just the doubt creeping in. The doubt of you being able to perceive the many colors I’m speaking at you.
By Shameia Gatewood6 years ago in Poets
Nourishing Experiences
I wrote this (unstructured) poem a few months ago, being a part-time student balancing work, life, study is hard especially when you don't have many friends to console with and not wanting to worry family and others around you. Admitting it either to someone or ourselves is the first and toughest step. But I found myself and re-grounded in time by motivating myself and pushing to write out my feelings. This the lead me to being back in focus and going out to meet others who are going through changing careers or building their careers.
By Motivated In Life6 years ago in Poets
Put Yourself First; Others will Understand
This poem goes out to everyone who needs to love themself. It's always good to make sure your friends and family are happy. As one of my best friends says, it's good to have a lot of love for people. But at some point, you have to save some of that love for yourself. You have to be ok if you care too much, and not be hurt when the other person cares just enough.
By Jessica Fontaine6 years ago in Poets
In The Arms Of Silence
, When grief grows and acts in her chest, when the surroundings becomes suffocating, a redemptive capacity emerges from within; the ability to focus on the silence, on the quietness next to the noise, on the non-sound that hovering alongside the sound.
By Anthi Psomiadou6 years ago in Poets
