Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I’ll be a slave to knowledge Pursued to grow my mind Smarter, wiser, I’ll become With every piece I find I’ll be a slave to knowledge
By Brianna Stilwell8 years ago in Poets
It’s all in your view because your mind would change if only you knew If you saw the world through their eyes you wouldn’t be so fast to chastise
By Brittney Plemons8 years ago in Poets
I remember the time I asked and someone told me what made those long parallel grooves on the big rock walls that lined the highways
By Fiachra O'8 years ago in Poets
As I slowly scroll I read poem after poem about an aching deep within the soul. They tell how they were affected by the pain that was inflected.
Just like every other soul, there's a plan for me. A plan for greatness, a plan to succeed... an idea to conquer every goal that you see.
By Jay Briggs8 years ago in Poets
Love is a gift that I can't accept And it's not that I wish to reject My goal in life is to connect But My heart has been hurt too intensely
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
Been up all night This cant be right Cant close her eyes Cant catch her breath But she kisses his head whispers Everything will be alright
By Shelby Brookins8 years ago in Poets
It's cold, but not unpleasantly so, my body shivers, I breathe, in and out. Watching my breath spin away as white air. I hear music. Quiet, calm.
By Jacob Campbell8 years ago in Poets
If only, if only, two simple words With power to send out ideas in a surge If only we were equal If only there were peace
By Haley Ainsworth8 years ago in Poets
How many beautiful mysteries lie dormant in the fields of my heart? Not yet stirred from the vast architecture of thoughts and feelings rampant in the world of literature
I am alive for now, Allowing life in its entirety to be experienced, Happenings flowing through my consciousness; But not latching on and becoming attached to one.
By Daniel Klein8 years ago in Poets
I always get lost, I am always looking for the girl I used to be. I think it's because I always hope for more of me than I should, and it sounds weird, but I let myself down. And that made me wanna be another person.
By Gabriela Manrique🌌8 years ago in Poets
