inspirational

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

Rape Breaks the Pride of Angels
'Help me!' she tries to say but the words are trapped inside,too scared to even whisper. "My dear why do you hide?"Across her fragile body the jagged scars all showyet she says nothing. "You hurt, is that not so?"
By Jamie Wills8 years ago in Poets
Smile.
Smile For you know not the beauty that is your soul Smile For you know not the power that you hold Smile For you are not your past or your worst
By James Stevison8 years ago in Poets
Just Because
Just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't hold my ground, doesn't mean I can't do things for myself and doesn't mean you can belittle me
By Antwoine Hedgepeth8 years ago in Poets
You're Ugly
Lift your face up from the magazine And look me in the eye The mirror is not where your identity lies. Didn’t you realize
By Rachel Dow8 years ago in Poets
Giving
I am yielding much like water. I most always choose the path least resistant. Some are wise to channel the energy that drives me.
By Sue Hillhouse8 years ago in Poets
Beyond the Pale
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Gradually she opens her languorous eyes once again to see that she is still in the same spot. Time is slipping beneath her tiny feet. Will she ever be able to escape from this deathless entity? A formidable darkness is invading, uninvited within her innocent mind.
By Kelly Madeleine Ortiz8 years ago in Poets
I am Woman
Carry, labor, nurture, love Tiny gifts from up above Strength and elegance in my core I am Woman, hear me roar. Unmatched beauty and intuition
By Jessica Burden8 years ago in Poets
The Cut Off ✂
When the plant is dying give it nutrient When the funds are low no more's to be spent If you're feeling a little on the heavy side
By Garvin Raye8 years ago in Poets
The Dead Zone
For all the mountains stories we have written together For the light of the bonfire behind the smile of tired faces For all the laughter in the tent that we share to the starlight
By E. NATASHA8 years ago in Poets
Talk to Me
Talk to me. Words. Eyes. Heart. And if all that fails. Write. Draw. Paint. And if all that fails. Scream. Cry. Punch the cushions —
By Chloe Urquhart8 years ago in Poets
Marble Heart
My heart is like a largest marble slab. Heavy... Each day I feel it swing down in my stomach. Feeling it hit every organ with each beat of my heart.
By Darcy Tompkins8 years ago in Poets
Little Girl
She used to play with dolls and toys then later searched to play with boys her heart broke, into the heart came a whole empty, broken unable to find a place to call home
By Mina Garcia8 years ago in Poets