Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Breathe In. I close my eyes as I try to sleep, But my mind wonders uncontrollably Breathe Out. It goes to my health first,
By Megan Kendall8 years ago in Poets
What if I fall If I take the chance and jump? What if I try, just to end up giving everything up? What if I’m nothing, but, just don’t know it yet?
By Faith Zielinski8 years ago in Poets
I have something to say It might not be relevant to you Or to him Or to her But I have something to say The words might not affect you
By Leandre Nyathi8 years ago in Poets
I'm the one to blame. For I have brought the shame. Onto myself inducing the pain But the blood felt good to rain. Slowly pouring out of my vein
By Brianna💜8 years ago in Poets
Stop worrying about what the others do Worry about yourself and just be you Live your life the way you see fit Don't let anyone try and change it
By Harold McIntyre8 years ago in Poets
I wear shame and grief upon my shoulder like every one of you. I am no different just because of my skin color, sexual preferences, or even the clothes I wear.
By Drew Chamberlin8 years ago in Poets
I'm hurting So I write The pain gathers In my head My neck My shoulders My back My mind My soul It gathers in my hair
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
Time. Time is every second that turns into minutes, every minute that turns into hours, every hour that turns into days, every day that turns into weeks,
By Cindy Nguyen8 years ago in Poets
An angry bird, Kept in a cage, Flies up and down, Voice full of rage. Sings with its soul, And its whole heart, The world's ignorance stings like a dart.
By Bec Thomas8 years ago in Poets
Maybe if I come into a life and become more than what I was born to be. To dream and create a new universe of reality being put in to a humans palm grasping the entire life of beings that live within.
By Neon Moon8 years ago in Poets
There are moments in life, Where you are just left to yourself, Initiating an internal evaluation, Of your own mental health,
By John Brotherton8 years ago in Poets
He said he loved me, he said I was perfect, he said I was amazing. He said he loved me, everything except my hair, he said I was perfect, but needed to lose some weight, he said I was amazing, but he could do better.
By sally feaver8 years ago in Poets
