inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
A Dreamer Believes
Shine! Like you never knew light before Dig deep! Right to the very core Of life and all it's splendour become the leader
Michael McArdlePublished 7 years ago in PoetsOpen Your Mind
I love the creative enjoyment with writing, The feeling of peace of mind, I didn't know I had a creative side, THIS IS GOOD TO KNOW,
Crystal KorpanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Warrior's Tear
A warrior's tears are never heard, not even a drop falls upon his face. The oceans do not hear his cry, nor does the sun dare give light to his face. The desert gives him no rest, and the night gives him no joy...
daniel sheppardPublished 7 years ago in PoetsColor of Our Pain
People of color have known pain for a long time For some, the pain pushes them in a forward motion Taking no compromise for freedom
STACEY PATTERSONPublished 7 years ago in PoetsEllipsis and Asterisk
I wish to speak in ellipsis and asterisk Dots and dashes Etcetera to thought crashes That trickled from the words of this mouth
Heather ClimerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Dreamer
I've always been a dreamer Lost in my own world One I've created in my mind The one I've always wanted to make a reality
Shannan Cimino StewartPublished 7 years ago in PoetsRelease
These words stampede across my mind But bleed dry as they hit the page And the animal in my chest beats against her cage So delicate, made of ribs—
Heather ClimerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPride
I’m so confused Who am I? My parents are from two different countries, races and religions and I was born in yet another country
Mardi Coeur de LionPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLive in Love
For love liveth free, There are no bounds. Love floweth fluidly, When it comes around. Love fills vastly, As the deepest sea.
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLife: 101
When I'm a hundred and one I will still walk barefoot on sacred forest trails I will still howl with my wolven brothers under a canopy of stars
Mardi Coeur de LionPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSurvive, I Want to Survive
When the door of reality opens, Life deals its prerogative. The first thing to accomplish, It's a need to satisfy. Survive, that's all, survive.
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCaressed by Death
I'm exhausted by introspection and gaunt with tears unshed I would have to be the ocean to occupy his bed I would have to be the wind that stole his locks of dread
Mardi Coeur de LionPublished 7 years ago in Poets