inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

Inspiration Comes in the Weirdest Ways
Poetry and photography have been in my blood from a young age. I learnt "old school" photography development in school and always enjoyed getting out and about taking photos. As technology evolved so did I, always trying to find things to inspire me.
By Natalie Mullumby7 years ago in Poets
The Rising Woman Poem
I know why the caged bird sings... Give me opportunity and I will grow wings. Soaring high upon my own horizon. Expressing my spirit whenever it’s arisin'.
By Ozioma Egwuonwu7 years ago in Poets
Don't Get Lost
Don’t get lost in the post likes and comments from people who know you only as a username After all of the notifications and vibrations you will have the realization that you’re the same
By Dakota Thomas7 years ago in Poets
What If (I Wish)
What if I told you that your life would be hell hell on earth What if I told you that you'll be depressed What if I told you that one morning you woke up contemplated suicide I know I know shit hurts
By D'anna Aaron7 years ago in Poets
Hanging Hearts on the Moon ❣️🌛
If you wish apon a star, Your wish is never very far 💫 The seed of hope that I planted in your soul. Will spread and reach your beating heart 💓
By Ester 💫7 years ago in Poets
Keep Going
Be strong Keep going… Don’t show emotion. Don’t break down. Keep going. Wake up early Work hard Keep it together Don’t cry.
By Woman With an Edge7 years ago in Poets
Lightning Has Aspergers Syndrome
I am quiet, I am humble. I don't go looking for trouble. I keep to myself, with my head in the clouds, exploring the world around me, only down-to-earth when I want to be. Conversation is challenging as I sometimes have to consider my words before speaking and be methodical about it, it's like choosing a path with least resistance to engage with those who admire me.
By Leo Portal7 years ago in Poets
Funeral
I got a lot on my mind, beyond exhausted Forgot the words for what I feel Is it the misery playing tricks on me? Tired of speaking on it
By savage writer7 years ago in Poets
Wait How Did I Become a Writer Again
i haven’t asked myself this question in a while so, here it is for ten million dollars, can i answer… how did i become a writer again?
By savage writer7 years ago in Poets
Fuel the Fire
Late at night deep in thought Challenges to get through Defined by challenges I won’t get caught I am so much more Pushing everyday to let my spirit soar
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket7 years ago in Poets
Endless
Show me wildfires that escalate into majestic waves of infernos, asphyxiate me under the searing structures you conjure and take me as I am.
By Kota Wolfe7 years ago in Poets
The Joy of Kid-dom
Childhood can be a bliss of memories, If we remember to teach our children, To stop and watch, to delve, and explore, Not just the deep wells of knowledge,
By Tricia Collins7 years ago in Poets