inspirational

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

Concerts
On a plane I fly To have another exhilarating night Surrounded by friends made in the blink of an eye Nothing but music to continue the high
By Alara7 years ago in Poets
Beautifying Nature
Mother Nature In Your Lap, I took a cozy nap, I saw a beautiful dream, I saw a clear blue flowing stream, The sky was so clear,
By Shweta 7 years ago in Poets
Butterfly
Everyone starts with an idea or a thought of what they want to be in life through a vision However, not all visions are carried out and people live their lives building other individuals dreams
By Charlene Ellison7 years ago in Poets
Here's to You
Beginnings are always scary. As scary as they may be, they’re also liberating. There is something so gratifying to know that you’re starting a new chapter.
By Kenzie Hoyt7 years ago in Poets
The Beautiful Calm, Consumed by Panic
Content, in your boat, you paddle out, The vessel fills and you fear you’ll drown, The beautiful calm, consumed by panic.
By Dillon Bristow7 years ago in Poets
PriMordial
Call me wild like the wind Though my feet are planted My mind wanders like a seed Drifting, sailing deep into the sky There is no thing
By John Allen7 years ago in Poets
Concerts
The rumble of rhythm, Is all that I'm feeling, The silence between songs, The intense is killing. This feeling is unique,
By Danny7 years ago in Poets
Ambition
I have the gusto I have the fire. I have the wit and the desire. No external push is required for me to be inspired. I set a goal and establish the steps.
By Erica M7 years ago in Poets
2018 - A Year of Life and Cancer
2018 has been a bittersweet year. In the space of a few months I found out I was having a baby and that I had cancer... How could God give me such a beautiful gift then give me the disease that could rip it all apart. Thankfully I caught mine early! And my journey through cancer didn't impact the birth of my baby boy!
By Corey Mcneilly7 years ago in Poets
My Eyes
My eyes, they see. They look, they stare. My eyes have seen things everywhere. They have cried from wrong tolls and told lies.
By Alexis. T7 years ago in Poets
Hope
pulling myself back in, as i realize my focus is fading out… desperately keeping the anxiety inside at a whispering shout.
By Jennifer Petersen7 years ago in Poets
What You Call a Beautiful Life?
One day in your busy hours In the work space, white walls and thick glass For a moment you fell silent To stop your busy mind from all ambitions
By E. NATASHA7 years ago in Poets