inspirational

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

Life’s a Bitch Then You Die
Life’s a Bitch Then You Die Life’s a bitch then you die, That’s what many people say, Watching dreams slip through their fingers,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
The Rejection and the Redirection
Don’t look back…. ~ He lies just out of reach. ~ We pause to avoid collision; other dancers on a tangent. We stand, my hand on his shoulder,
By Ophelia Keane Braeden5 months ago in Poets
Discipline Wears a Quiet Suit
Start writing...There is a particular kind of elegance attached to disciplined people. Not the polished elegance sold in magazines or displayed beneath expensive chandeliers, but something quieter. Something far more difficult to imitate. You notice it in the way they carry themselves. Measured. Calm. Unhurried. While the world races to announce every ambition, every small victory, every temporary emotion, they remain composed — like old money hidden behind plain walls. Because truly disciplined people understand something modern society has forgotten: Noise and progress are not the same thing. The loudest people in the room are rarely the strongest. The busiest schedules often produce the emptiest lives. And the people constantly demanding attention usually have very little substance beneath the performance. Discipline has never needed an audience. It wakes before sunrise without posting about it. It studies when nobody is watching. It continues long after motivation disappears. Most people misunderstand discipline because they think it is built from intensity. It is not. Intensity burns quickly. Discipline burns slowly.
By Keli Chris5 months ago in Poets
To Like, To Love, and To Live
You genuinely liked each other and truly wanted to be together. However, you gradually realized that true liking isn't just about the initial attraction; it also requires accepting the later feelings of dislike.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
The Lamp That Waited Through the Night
This ghazal explores the delicate intersection of memory and hope. Under moonlight and drifting jasmine fragrance, the poet finds traces of a beloved presence hidden within ordinary moments. It is a meditation on waiting, resilience, and the quiet beauty of enduring affection.
By heasb0015 months ago in Poets
Autumn Passed Through Your Eyes
This ghazal reflects on the quiet beauty of waiting. Set against an autumn backdrop, it explores how memory lingers long after a loved one has gone. Through falling leaves, fading sunlight, and distant horizons, the poem captures the fragile connection between hope and remembrance.
By heasb0025 months ago in Poets
A Window Facing Tomorrow
This ghazal is a meditation on renewal and anticipation. Set at the threshold of dawn, it explores how hope survives even after long periods of waiting. The beloved becomes a symbol of awakening, guiding the heart from darkness toward light.
By Rahatweb Website5 months ago in Poets
In the way
I would like to stop, I would like to be still. But my hands don't seem to quit, and my mind sets the moment rushing along, as a gorged river under a bridge.
By J.J. Cross5 months ago in Poets
Bits of Stardust
Imagination is the birthplace of joy yet it is also the start of pain. Life creates perfectly balanced waves of itself, harmonics canceling out to zero.
By Lolly Vieira5 months ago in Poets
Thriving In The Storm
Walk into it with all the gusto and cocky bravado, and be Be the unstoppable force of nature that we all know is Your enviable sense of who you want to be to the world, you see
By Jason Morton5 months ago in Poets
No Captions
I. No captions capture me. No pictures, no words can reveal the person you see. II. For better or worse Good or bad.
By Dean Traylor5 months ago in Poets
Goodnight, Sweetheart
Goodnight, Sweetheart The stars have gathered quietly above, Scattered like silver whispers across the sky, And as the world settles into its evening hush,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets