Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Dear child without a home "what's your name? " maybe it's the only thing they left you with that you got to keep when you were born
By Colleen Walters6 months ago in Poets
Itโs okay to be lovestruck, but never lose your mind. Someone who loves you deeply may not necessarily bring you happiness. Therefore, "happiness" and "being loved" are not directly related.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
Introduction I don't know if Jimi Hendrix originated these words, but they are a real truth that should be pursued. I saw them sprayed onto a power box in Preston.
By Mike Singleton ๐ Mikeydred 6 months ago in Poets
Introduction I saw "Riot Of Liberty", a bronze sculpture by Whathisname (Sebastian Burdon), and thought that it perfectly illustrated what should be happening in the world now.
Summer Holidays Schools Out Summer holidays schools out Children running wild Freedom shining brightly In every laughing child
By โฟ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Father, Every second, I need you. You sustain my every heartbeat. You are the most acquainted with my wild. You called out the adversaryโs guile.
By Rowan Finley 6 months ago in Poets
import time lines = [ โESC.โ, โClear. Exhale.โ, โOffline Mode, Debug the Worries Your Mind Sells.โ, โReset Every Line. Release The Errors. Root The Ground That Is Below.โ,
By ROMEO6 months ago in Poets
The Lordโs Prayer In My Voice My Style Our Father resting high in heaven Hear the trembling in my voice This world grows darker by the hour
My mates and I are cruising down Summerbreak Ave. Weโve got our dads pinned to the backseat of our souped-up Corvette, shining so nice and sweet, like your trophies.
By Paul Aaron Domenick6 months ago in Poets
How could I ever forget? The battles you fought. The lessons you taught. The price of blood and bones in which it was bought.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
Expel and purge pesky thoughts of defeat... Make the devil take a seat... Take a chance... Bask in the arms of Mother Hope; trust me friend, her loving aura will help to make your journey extra sweet... ๐ญ
By Tiffany Gordon6 months ago in Poets
Lying here, all alone Coated in dust, a veil of past fame Now reduced to mere Physical stuff Neither selling nor bringing joy
By Sun Bee6 months ago in Poets
