Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Speak! Open your mouth! My throat is dry. I’m giving the mic to my alter ego. Welcome, Cassie. I am that shy girl cradling herself in corners. I refuse to speak.
By Heather Morris7 years ago in Poets
My greatest pieces are always those that hit me. Out of no where I suddenly have the need to write. I can name every one of my favorite works, the best.
By Megan Artus7 years ago in Poets
He's runnin' Keeps runnin' He's comin' for you It's nothing new He just keeps runnin' Electrifying Blanka He's really Willy Wonka
By Allen D. Lyons7 years ago in Poets
Darkness...weighed down by darkness... Afraid to take a step because I can't see. How am I supposed to move When I don't know what's in front of me
By Woman With an Edge7 years ago in Poets
There is purpose to everything. Nothing is random. Hydrogen and helium together created stars. Stars began a process, a thing we call nuclear fusion.
Dear depression, You make me feel like I’m drowning, Like I can’t get in a full breath. You rip the air from my lungs, And make it seem as though I will never be able to breathe again.
By Kate Lieb7 years ago in Poets
Back against the wall. There’s no where to fall But forward. Retreat is no longer an option. I must believe that I got this.
By Xavier J. Watson7 years ago in Poets
It must have been fun to rive me nearly motionless Catastrophic like the three-headed storm you encouraged me to be Shattering the seams of a spirit created to save your poured through souls
By Sharita Cormier7 years ago in Poets
As I wake up I take a deep breath Thinking it's my last so I can think ahead To live life like it's about to end Follow my passion and be happy instead
By Kristan Jay Paual7 years ago in Poets
I am what I am And I'm not what I'm not I've tried to fit in To their little box Tried for years to fit in But now that I've stopped...
By Tessa Giasson7 years ago in Poets
She would never say so but it's true. She somehow silently holds this house together while hell thrashes around it. And the fact that she is still here to tell the tale is a testament to how truly strong she is.
I am living my life one day at a time. I don't know what tomorrow will bring but I know I will find out when I get there. So I'm really not too worried about it.
