inspirational

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

More Than My Diagnosis. Top Story - October 2026.
I am more than my diagnosis But I still don’t know how to act In a crowded room When surrounded by others And those voices of the people around me Gather in my ear Like unending dynamite.
By Lee Saint-Evans8 days ago in Poets
When It Goes Quiet
One day the help just fades away, No warning signs, no time to stay. Programs stop, the lines grow long, And suddenly "safe" feels all wrong.
By V8 days ago in Poets
Parts Unknown. Top Story - October 2026.
I have not found them yet, the parts of me I do not trust, whose purposes I cannot name. I ask for their names, their colors, and clear a stretch of shore where horsemen come to gather memory. But they do not answer, afraid of drowning.
By Paul Aaron Domenick9 days ago in Poets
The Illusion of Connection
Human Rules: All relationships end when you decide to let go. We always assume that maintaining a relationship requires effort from both people.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing9 days ago in Poets
Living the Dream, Avoiding the Seem
Just try living your dreams. It’s not as easy as it seems. There’s work to be had whether it’s good or bad. There’ll be plenty of fail,
By Dean Traylor9 days ago in Poets
So Summer Would Never Die
So Summer Would Never Die I painted my garden flowers, So summer would never die. I caught their lovely colours, Beneath a bright blue sky.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 days ago in Poets
GRANDMA’S APPLE PIE
GRANDMA’S APPLE PIE Sunday lunch at Grandma’s, Was always such a treat. And afterwards her apple pie, Was something we would eat.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 days ago in Poets
Foot → Pudding
all of my heart is in the step to the last foot of breath explored with great depth and so in my walk I goes left I goes left
By K.A. Smith9 days ago in Poets
⅄ ⊥ I N ∀ S N I - No More
You were meant to be uninhibited Un t eth er e D Instead, I see you are shackled, hand and foot and most of your face too.
By Rowan Finley 9 days ago in Poets
Beauty for Ashes
Beauty for Ashes I have walked through the ruins of all I once knew, Through the wreckage of dreams that I thought would come true. I’ve knelt in the dust where my strength came undone, And wondered if beauty could grow where there’s none.
By Hannah Lambert9 days ago in Poets
Before There Was a Nest
Before there was a little nest, A place to pause, a place to rest, There was a beam beneath the sky, And one small swallow passing by.
By Khali Sollis9 days ago in Poets
Lord, Guard My Heart
Lord, Guard My Heart Lord, guard my heart from all that I desire That draws me from Your altar, dims Your holy fire. If I should crave a thing You never meant for me, Then break my heart for what will break my bond with Thee.
By Hannah Lambert9 days ago in Poets