inspirational

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

The Body in Life
My life is like water finding its way through a beautiful countryside Meandering with a curving flow, graceful in form and body
By GARY DEAN7 years ago in Poets
True Love
the journey to loving oneself is long, treacherous, and can be easily forgone, but i made it. i made it. and contrary to popular
By James Smith7 years ago in Poets
Tying My Shoes
Three strikes and your out my Dad used to say On the ball field where baseball we would play And I'd love to hear him that big belly man
By Jade Goldberg7 years ago in Poets
The Forever Changing Seasons of Life
Part Nulla: The Forever Changing Seasons of Life The seasons change almost as quick as your emotions. One day I am basking in your warmth.
By christina digioia7 years ago in Poets
Rain
There are days where I sit and think Pondering where I could be If only I had done this right What if I hadn’t had that fight
By Ink Equus7 years ago in Poets
Shot in the Dark
It’s funny how we tell ourselves we can’t. We can’t do this We can’t do that We can’t do it What’s stopping us besides ourselves?
By Ink Equus7 years ago in Poets
Dreamer
When you stand at The edge of an abyss Darker than the pits of hell Brimming with the chaos of silence And you look up to see
By Akila R7 years ago in Poets
A Faded Love
Victory is not about overcoming fear and sadness and loneliness,It’s learning the part it plays in your life.It’s letting it happen and seeing it for what it is, calling it out,And by revealing it, you rob it of power.Victory is not being destroyed when an emotion comes your way.Victory is to feel the whole spectrum of feelings and not be overtaken.
By Mady Masters7 years ago in Poets
Demon Boy
I love your written feelings now have mine What can I do when all I can do is love you You are an Echo I can here in the silence
By vaiana morgan7 years ago in Poets
Following Legacy
I’m done You don’t care Since a kid I just wanted to impress you I wanted you to be proud But you were cold You sent me to your family
By Ola The Scribbler7 years ago in Poets
Light
My soul has been darkened for far too long. Constantly trying to fill the void with earthly possessions that have no meaning or purpose.
By Joy Ergang7 years ago in Poets
Motivation
Alarm clock screams 7:15 Time to get up and get the day started Wake up my oldest for school And stumble to the bathroom
By Visionary Ghostwriter7 years ago in Poets