inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Daughter of Tomorrow
You are the daughter of tomorrow.The daughter of the Greatest King, I Am.In your future, No hurdle will be larger than your God.You are the hope of your parents.
Liah YokoyaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Like to Poem
(Yes. I'm going to be using "poem" as a verb; there's worse things to focus on. :p Also, I'm free versing here.) 34 Lines on... enjoying one's hobbies/interests/nonsense and letting go.
Craig HendersPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWarriors of Peace
Warriors of peace Assemble Release your fears and resemble those who feel no tremble at the sight of danger Because it is no longer a stranger
Nicholas GoodmanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsEmotion Is a Genre
Emotion is a genre And some people only want to hear one style While several feelings are reeling around And the sounds impound
Nicholas GoodmanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNothing Special
i am... nothing special. i mean that, exactly the way that it reads. i write things that are... nothing special. sometimes things work
Taylor WrightPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBody Peace
A poem to myself: This week I’ve been battling you Up in arms against someone who I've always loved Down with my emotions,
Mars ShorePublished 7 years ago in PoetsPerfection
There’s this idea. It’s in everyone’s head, Always being heard, But rarely said. Barely anyone gets granted this title,
Sarah HoldsworthPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBlind
...And lived happily ever after, The end, But are we really going to pretend, Like we don’t feel pain from within, With our hands held high before the chaplain,
Brandon HardingPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWriting Gives Me...
Writing Gives me joy, Gives me peace, Gives me clarity. It gives me imagination, Gives me a life To live that’s not my own.
Sarah GomboldPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Was Just Thinking
I was just thinking Random thoughts. When you’re trying to sleep but there’s that thought in your head, Sometimes you think about how you want to sleep but you can’t because you’re thinking.
The Disappearing Door
Imagine a door A beautiful door like nothing you’ve ever seen before. I’m not going to tell you what it looks like Because that’s up to you.
Colorful Heartbeats
If the outdoors wasn't as cold as my heart, And if I could feel the sun's warmth on my forehead, Instead of this gut-wrenching sadness;