Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
“To change your life, you have to change yourself. To change yourself, you have to change your mindset.” If we want to live a better life,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff8 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 You fill the room with every word you’ve ever learned, In circles made of echoes from the places you have burned.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior8 months ago in Poets
“It is our road and we are alone. Others may walk with us, but no one can walk for us,” How true these words are! Our lives,
“Your greatest weapon is your mind. Train it to see opportunities, not obstacles.” This shows the importance of having Control of our own minds.
Today is Freedom of Information Day - we share information, sometimes a little too freely. But secrecy is just as harmful.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin8 months ago in Poets
You must have had moments like this: knowing full well where the problem lies, yet choosing silence. It’s not fear, but exhaustion.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing8 months ago in Poets
2 Samuel 18:33 KJV(i) 33 And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
By Diana8 months ago in Poets
Across two shadows cast by time, Two systems rise in different light— One born in chains of ownership, One forged in rules of state and right.
By Press Release 8 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 I used to chase the midnight light For the worlds I couldn’t find, Where love was soft and certain And the stars were always kind.
Shoulders slump neck aches wondering how I will ever find the time to write my books paint my pictures teach my students
By Sota Fukuzawa8 months ago in Poets
The Jigsaw Ocean The ocean came to me in pieces, scattered like thoughts I could not gather, each wave a fragment of something broken,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
She turns her gaze to heaven’s light, Too bright to face, too fierce, too white. She looks instead to fields of gold, Where life is warm, and hands are old.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.8 months ago in Poets
