inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
"Sunlit Reverie"
In the garden of my mind, a happy child at play, Where laughter dances, and worries fade away. With a heart so light, like a butterfly in flight,
Mubashira KachhotPublished 5 months ago in PoetsClimate Change and Environmental Conservation
In the domain where seas murmur, and trees murmur, A story unfurls from Earth's pulse, a musical drum. Environment murmurs insider facts, a language we should learn,
My People
These are my people, writers, artists, gamers, my kids, teachers and techies, helpers and Friends, these are my people.
the land was quiet once
the land was quiet once the light of the stars were cold as iron still life persisted madmen start to believe in hope again
Sand
Sand I hear some people hate it It’s coarse It’s rough It gets everywhere In between your toes,
Matthew FrommPublished 5 months ago in PoetsCharacter study: Split rivers
To investigate the sum of all of your parts, the true meaning of your identity, ideas, emotional joys and malaise, some people look to multiple facets to understand that whole. As a writer, I have explored myself in my work. I keep the character separate with their own history, dilemmas, hopes and dreams. However, the deep roots of creating realistic characters has a vein that crawls close to my heart. Here is series of haiku that represents parts of who I am, what I represent and hope to give to others, and my deep personal perspective on my identity.
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 5 months ago in PoetsWhen you depart
“When you depart” I like to think of it, as if my heart were the sun. The earth and moon our body and souls, dancing together.
Corey W HarlandPublished 5 months ago in PoetsBroken Pieces
The constant becoming: Identities. * We are scattered shards of substance, held by shear will and survival, a melting pot of moments, blended with, the seeking of revival.
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 5 months ago in Poets"Whispers of Solitude"
In quietude's embrace, I find my repose, Solitude's whispers, where serenity flows. Amidst the silent rhythm, the world unwinds,
Laiba AhmedPublished 5 months ago in PoetsEmbracing Neurodiversity
In a world alive with colors unseen, There dwells a soul, a heart so willing. An autistic child with a mind so bright, A universe within, a wonderful light.
Deborah Rivera ValentinPublished 5 months ago in PoetsWorldwide Wellbeing and Pandemics
In the domain where microorganisms dance, a quiet conflict unfurls, Pandemics hold our globe, as an immortal story is told.
Retreat to Elysium
Disgusted by the horrors of progress, observing the shining city on the hill with new eyes and heavy hearts, compelled by concern
Sean ByersPublished 5 months ago in Poets