Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
There is something about things That you know can become more If a little effort is put in the right places They will blossom into completion
By Samantha Reid8 years ago in Poets
Once I took a bay leaf and on it wrote a wish, I burned the leaf to the moon and thanked her for her kiss but the moon she wasn’t listening and my wish just turned to ash.
By Andriea Munkelt8 years ago in Poets
"No one sees what I can see.." Says the self-proclaimed Next Protege; "...Cause I am chosen, It's gotta be me... Another day, another day dream..."
By Katrina Finzer8 years ago in Poets
Dark and silentAn empty voidYet something's thereSomething to avoid Or so one would thinkWalking furtherRunning fasterEverything a blur
By BrinaBunny8 years ago in Poets
Love Myself Estranged from serenity. More chaos than calm. My life has returned... To the storm it once was. Where Confusion and Anger...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Who Am I? I am a being that you can see with the naked eye. My existence you cannot deny. I am the Madame Queen. The Madame Queen has been in existence since the beginning of time.
By Merlin Mystique8 years ago in Poets
The Artist The Artist sits with his sword, shifting it around with his finger-tips. He draws it in, and gently places it on his old, maple wooden desk,
By Marjorie Milly8 years ago in Poets
What aura fills my genetic makeup? Will I do well enough to raise it back up? Will I do so bad it takes a nosedive? The cloud is real.
By Alex Maurice8 years ago in Poets
There once was a mom, who tried her very best Yet that did not stop her from being overly stressed Bills upon bills, and making everyone happy
By Brandi Espy8 years ago in Poets
I remember when I was born and the doctors said I wouldn’t survive, But I lived a very long life, even if I wasn’t always alive.
By Z D A8 years ago in Poets
When you have Body Dysmorphia You stand in front of a mirror That belongs in a fun house It doesn't matter the size Or even how it's made
By Ashley Sue Chambers8 years ago in Poets
CHANGE IS ON THE WAY. Change is on the way There are some of us Who want to live and love Be with our family Not looking at panoramic grey
By Dylan Morgan8 years ago in Poets
