Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Life is ongoing; it does not turn around or stop for anyone. The pressure to achieve a happy meaningful life is a weight everyone feels. Success is easily a goal everyone reaches for,
By vessica jaughan6 years ago in Poets
The morning Silence is broken by the soft lapping of the slackwater tide and the birds singing their morning song. I quietly watch the golden rays of the rising sun cast a shadow on the rock, slowly making its way to meet the rooftops of the village.
By GARY DEAN6 years ago in Poets
I am a woman not a girl For I am more than legal I pay my own bills I drive my own car I aim to own my own house I have a job
By Kanesha Pierce6 years ago in Poets
It comes and goes So many shapes so many sizes All in different forms It's like seeing a rainbow the first time Your first real Christmas
Standing at the edge too afraid to look down Wondering how I got here my memories hidden by the clouds. Why didn’t somebody stop me, did anybody care.
I was born to be the person I live up to be. I am strong enough to fight off the demons, And to control my dreams, That somehow controlled me.
By Savanna Moore6 years ago in Poets
This life is not a Vale of tears. It is A wonderful sense That one is alive. Work and romantic Relationships spur The mind to enjoy
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Poets
Age is not an evil thing to be detested and deplored. Even though you can't do the things you easily did before. Knowledge and experience, a wiser man you'll be.
Because Athena and Artemis Love Me. Even the Gods let out a wail when the first arrow was shot, that arrow taken from my heart and put Into hers.
By Megan Hegeman6 years ago in Poets
Aztecs ruled Aztlan... Aztlan, the heart of the people... This culture still goes on strong today with the true Chicanos, Chicano Pride...
By Melissa Gonzales-Nestor6 years ago in Poets
To sew buttons on a blanket And pass on a name To honor my grandmother By wearing her jewelry To sing the songs of my people
By megan hope6 years ago in Poets
Every night i close my eyes Hoping that there will be a surprise And in my conscious is where it lies Fears that may never divide