inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
They Never Tell You
They never tell you that life isn't easy and simple. They never tell you that you can't have exactly what you want or need, or the difference between the two.
Paulina BowmanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDelilah
You were found Broken, neglected And pregnant On the steps Of a women's health clinic If that wasn't irony I don't know what was
A. R. AmbrosiPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Vessel
I am stronger than you. I am more, much more than you think I am. I am capable & original. You are merely a carbon copy of what you see in me, a reflection on my shining surface, shaken into pieces with the touch of my hand.
Fierce SisterPublished 7 years ago in PoetsRemember
Remember who you were before 'him', before 'her', before 'them'. You were a wild thing, not different, but more 'you' than an 'us'.
Fierce SisterPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Dark Blue
There's a fine line of life we walk, that tends to shake, and shift. The balance is quite difficult to keep at a stand still.
From Within
Just like the moon holds the stars in the night, I wish I could get on that flight. To somewhere far away, Is the place I wish to stay.
Demalia LynnPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWaking into Reality
As time drags on, the days crawl along and we mistake our pain for joy. We long for what we cannot have and laugh… No pain, no glory.
Lacy WaltersPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLife
What is life? Life is unexpected. It will throw strange Events your way. It will test your determination, Test your strength.
Sarah GomboldPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDistance
2,462.6 miles. That is the distance we have between us. I would love to be able to just walk outside and see your face. To be able to hug you.
Jordyn CarterPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSupernova
Just like a star experiencing a supernova, when I self destruct- when the entirety of my being collapses- when the darkness swallows me-
Hannah EasopPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPurpose of Passion
Coming into a Realm, unheard & unseen with no definition of your complete being, sometimes you crawl, sometimes you walk but we all pray for the day we are able to run without the complete consciousness of knowing how, a lot begin to crawl failing before the first step without even getting to know the being of which it takes to complete these steps, Some even take the first steps but are impractical & impatient with steps necessary after the initial steps but those that understand the birthing process, know thy self & develop ultimate faith never lose, never waiver...The passion inside raging like tsunami waves builds like the snowball effect leading the work ethic of that starving artist & that doctor working for the health of the people...
Diamond Dreams MovementPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNaomi
I don't understand how such a mystic soul, walks the world with a melancholic tone. Someone who once lived through the screen of her phone, and now is rarely home. Off exploring the world and its beauty, and recognizing sorrow truly. Nights that involved confessions and burning cigarettes, become conversations I wont ever forget. As the 60's play from car speakers, she tells me "Im getting weaker."