inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

Let's Challenge ourselves - make our lives a Masterpiece.
Life is a poem you can tuck into your pocket like a compass, a spellbook, or a quiet dare to yourself. 📜 Instructions for a Masterpiece of a Life
By Novel Allen11 months ago in Poets
Mirror, Softer
I used to stand in the mirror like I was giving a report on everything I’d done wrong. Chin angle, eye bags, that weird bend in my smile
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
Feel the Need
Feel the Need I feel it in him, a shadow crawling, hunger twisting beneath the ribs, eyes glinting where the light fails,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Lasting Love: Beyond Passion
Many people believe that lasting romances or marriages depend solely on love. But reality suggests that love alone is often not enough.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets
Cobblestone Crackdowns
In the centre of town, there's a hill. They call it Steep Hill. Climbing it is a genuine fight I'd recommend… Breathe in deeply, then out.
By Sun Bee11 months ago in Poets
Meanings
~Alisha~ What it Means: A protector or advocate for people who lack voice or power * Words That Describe the Name: ALISHA
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️11 months ago in Poets
Starting Again.
When I turned seventeen I thought I knew it all. I danced, I laughed, I knew my truths, I stood up firm and tall. - But when I reached nineteen, I learnt I didn’t know so much,
By Latisha Jean11 months ago in Poets
Floral Paradise
Garden sleeping now spring’s magic wand waves floral paradise appears. The dormant garden will wake up as the temperature rises in spring. A riot of colors will make it a floral paradise.
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
Acorns
Tiny acorns fall belittle not, they create a vast oak forest. This season, there are many acorns beneath the oak trees. If given the right conditions, the acorn can become a forest, giving life and sustenance to many.
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
The Little Girl From the Window
The Window Child She waits by the window, pale and small, No laughter answers her quiet call. Books are her friends, their voices glow,
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.11 months ago in Poets
Hope is
Not furnace nor flame -- Hope smolders as the ember hidden in the ash.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh11 months ago in Poets
Fullness Without Sound — A Song of Sacred Silence
Fullness Without Sound — A Song of Sacred Silence Verse 1 In the quiet of the morning, when the world is still asleep, There’s a whisper in the silence that the heart alone can keep.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior11 months ago in Poets