inspirational

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

The House That Whispered My Name
The House That Whispered My Name There was a house at the end of the road, Where nobody lived and nobody stayed, The windows were broken, the garden was wild, But something inside seemed strangely alive.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
An Ode to Long Lost Summers
I remember the heat Of endless July Hair frizzing Freckles etched permanently Into my sun-kissed skin Laying on soft splinters of green Searching the topaz sky For familiar faces in the clouds. They smile at me Those infinitesimal cotton comforts Holding my dreams And space For a girl Still growing wings
By Ellie Hoovs3 months ago in Poets
I Don’t Know That Girl
I don’t know that girl; with her future planned all out; A degree, a husband; kids, and success She had no other route. I don’t know that girl;
By Alaine Hay3 months ago in Poets
I Can Be Your Meditation
I can be your water, your peace, your long-term relief I can be your inner deep lake where you can just rest and take I can be your blue sky without clouds, just the sun
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 3 months ago in Poets
Why I Want to Learn to Read My Poetry Aloud (And Why You Should Too). Top Story - August 2026.
Right. Before we begin, I’m gonna have to warn you. The following video contains me, sitting in my garden, reading aloud a poem I wrote this very morning while my girlfriend (aka trusty online-pimp/videographer) filmed from behind.
By Arthur Pendry3 months ago in Poets
When The World Goes Quiet
When The World Goes Quiet Sometimes I want the world to stop, To hear the silence at the top, To leave behind the endless noise, And find the girl beneath the voice.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
And The Newborn Baby Cried My Tears
And The Newborn Baby Cried My Tears The room was quiet, the lights were low, Outside the window the rain began to flow, I held that baby close to me, And wondered who they were going to be.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Trade the Pressure for Peace
From childhood, we are constantly taught that we must become stronger, more outstanding, and more successful. We relentlessly pursue "power"—higher salaries, more prestigious titles, and a more flawless image. But have you noticed that those who seem powerful aren't necessarily at peace? They might suffer from insomnia, anxiety, or even hesitate to laugh too freely.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 months ago in Poets
The Conqueror at the Gate. Top Story - August 2026.
I once wanted to obliterate you, to raze you to the ground as so many conquerors are wont to do. I wanted to clear that looming shadow,
By Amanda Starks3 months ago in Poets
The Gate Is Closed
I had to walk on glass Startled when hearing your voice The heat in your eyes terrified me The burning sensation I felt The life of hell
By TheAlivePoetess3 months ago in Poets
Forgetting Faith
Verse One I lose my steady ground when my anger takes control, Forgetting God is present and trying to guide my soul. And each time I let frustration tell me what I should say, I show I do not trust Him and that He will lead the way. Verse Two When judgment shapes my words, I turn my heart from what is right, Assuming I see clearly when I’m only hiding from His sight. And spreading gossip only proves my ego thinks I know His rightful plan, Even though God has said such wisdom isn’t mine to command. Chorus Forgetting faith is how my heart goes wrong. Forgetting faith is why my fear grows strong. But remembering faith is how I keep God's truth. Remembering faith is all my heart needs to do Cuz forgetting faith is how my heart goes wrong. Verse Three When I forget His truth, I only close the door Treating what He teaches like it’s something I can ignore. Disrespecting what is sacred only breaks my soul inside, For faith is how I learn to walk in what is truly right. Bridge Let go of every burden, Let go of every pride. The heart stays close to heaven When faith becomes our guide. Final Chorus Forgetting faith is how my heart goes wrong. Forgetting faith is why my fear grows strong. But remembering faith is how I keep God's truth. Remembering faith is all my heart needs to do Cuz forgetting faith is how my heart goes wrong. Yes, forgetting faith is how my heart goes wrong.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 months ago in Poets
You are Unique
Comparison is waste you are unique in this world understand your worth Note: It's true. We are unique and must celebrate our uniqueness.
By Seema Patel3 months ago in Poets