inspirational

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

After The Last Time
After The Last Time You left without a word and nothing looked changed. Yet something felt different and never settled back.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Somehow
Somehow, We are bifurcated Supporters vs non-supporters Those who rally and not Haves and have nots split further than ever
By Julie Lacksonen5 months ago in Poets
No Witness
No Witness There are things I never say and things I never share. Not because they matter less just harder left exposed.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Sometime in June
A beautiful day for everyone who looks like me. What do I see? Countless shades of Black walking around free. For Black people in this country life started as a death sentence.
By Joe Patterson5 months ago in Poets
Where is the giant
Where is the giant Where lies his head Where is the grave Of the brave knight who did Challenge Arthur in battle To be smitten
By Raymond G Taylor5 months ago in Poets
Do I Want to Be Part of a Architecture?
the storm is the wizard the lightning is the staff the column the stair and people too the due poses I'm carrying the material clash heavily in the air until I turn blue do I want to be part of a architecture do I want to be part of a architecture do I want to be part of a architecture? Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts! Please leave a comment. Copyright 2026 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith5 months ago in Poets
Genteel Poke
God, thank you for knowing the desires of my heart, but also, thank you for not always giving me the desires of my heart. Simply because I know my heart is fickle and flighty.
By Rowan Finley 5 months ago in Poets
His Name Says It All
I’ve seen too many demons cringe at the proclaimed name of Jesus Christ. Why would they respond and snivel at the name of just a prophet?
By Rowan Finley 5 months ago in Poets
Cold Side Of Midnight
Cold Side Of Midnight There are nights that feel long without a cause to name. You sit with your own thoughts and let them fill the room.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Olive Leaves
old olive leaves mesmerizing little gems my gaze lingers long. Note: I consider myself lucky to have awareness and love for plants. It enriches my life immensely.
By Seema Patel5 months ago in Poets
Juneteenth
Liberation Celebration Reconstruction Condemnation Indoctrination Isolation Humiliation Demonstration Infiltration Prostration
By Kendall Defoe 5 months ago in Poets
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version!
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version! She walked the world with searching eyes, Her heart adrift beneath wide skies.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.5 months ago in Poets