Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
31 hours away, It breaks my heart I feel this way, Caught off guard you came unto me, “I was honestly lost, but now I see”
By Kisella Kopciuk7 years ago in Poets
beauty in spirit invisible beam of light in our formless soul This haiku is part of my collection of inspirational and affirmation haiku. Many more can be found on my WordPress blog here.
By Laurie Molloy7 years ago in Poets
A poem about love and heartbreak. Love I've never known a love like yours; never felt a love so true, so pure, yet so powerful.
By Rasheeda Loves7 years ago in Poets
Take me to the distant places Take me far beyond the sky To embrace the broad horizon Where both my wings can fly Take me to a place of courage
By Geraldine Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Twenty-five percent life is all I have to quickly express my prose to you. Can there be enough depth & passion to fill the souls these words speak to?
By Reese Jones7 years ago in Poets
Lust is like a whisper in the night You feel it, but there’s no sound Sometimes, it gives one a fright But darling, just ignore your heart that pounds
By Cassidy Smith7 years ago in Poets
To kill or to be killed... In order to win, one must fight; Fight to survive and to stay alive One must look deep inside to realize...
The black woman is dirt Yes. Ah yes, you heard me right, I said: the black woman is dirt But before you go up in arms listen to what I have to say first
By Edens Fleurizard7 years ago in Poets
A small spark flickered inside me on and off with small dysfunction. It never stays anymore. It's almost an unfixable malfunction.
By Míssa Columbus7 years ago in Poets
I think in color Of many pathways that consider being optimistic I think in color For a varied future That news can make pessimistic
By Vaisa Haile7 years ago in Poets
I never found religion in a church or a book, because I could never seem to fully grasp onto what they said; I could never hold the pages up to the light and label them as my truth.
By Fox Marsh7 years ago in Poets
She doesn't complain that everyone calls her name She doesn't make a fit that her job she can't quit She wakes up every morning thinking what do "they" have to do
By Alexis Edgerton7 years ago in Poets