inspirational

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

Dear God
Dear god It’s me again You see I’ve come to Repent My heart was dark and my mind bleak I lost faith when I was 15
By Abigail Rose7 years ago in Poets
Shackles
His mouth opens in pleasure, He gives me money for providing him leisure. His eyes widen in surprise, As he slams his hands down on my thighs,
By Julie7 years ago in Poets
The One You Are
The One You Are I came into the world not knowing of you You watched me grow Up... Up... Up... Bolder... Stronger... Smarter
By Agina Smith7 years ago in Poets
Cadence
What's the next track? You continuously spin my record around and around. I was on an up about learning life, but you came and gave me another perspective.
By Beverly Hairston7 years ago in Poets
Therapy Advice
My therapist told me to stop expecting everyone to act like me Putting people's needs before my own Trying to please everyone
By Peggy Butler7 years ago in Poets
From Surviving
There is no merit in objects I hope you need not such things With nothing but survival The birds still sing There is a different joy in learning to live
By Paul Sampson Jr7 years ago in Poets
Comparisons
“Wow. She’s famous” “She’s on TV?? She’s only 20.. man she’s two years younger.. but already famous?!” “Bro! She sings so well!!! Man I wanna be like her and go audition for The Voice, or American Idol, or America’s Got Talent or something where I can be discovered too!
By Shaiko Asas7 years ago in Poets
Applying Art of Living
Yesterday was past, Past is a collection of memories, A collection of moments that you recall, Memories can make you happy,
By Shweta 7 years ago in Poets
Angry Girl
I escape from reality, release from all anxiety, see what’s inside of me. My mind is exclusive, my soul is impacting. I’m calm like the wind, but can be a thorn in a garden.
By E Ortiz7 years ago in Poets
Waves
my waves are ones of inconsistency they travel along my body with no purpose but to show my beauty when you ride my waves, they start to settle
By Alexis Owens7 years ago in Poets
When I Decided to Give Up
I left because the organism that existed never changed it’s molecules to accommodate my DNA. I stopped fighting to fit into a space that was never equipped to accept me.
By Jasmine Mosley7 years ago in Poets
A Book
I opened a book. The title page was two words, your life. I opened it, it was empty. What's a book without a story or Whats a life, its what you choose to do.
By MArwa Kadhem7 years ago in Poets