inspirational

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

Dhanesh Mistry 4 days ago
Nuovi Inizi
I had to do things to make you see, And make a change to realise. But the for coming weeks will be, And you will see with your real eyes. That you can't keep being cold, Or acting like it's a normal t...
Yuri Wooten4 days ago
Let the Reflection Help You
The four-eyed woman, lightly freckled, big nose geek was looking at herself in the mirror. Allowing herself to pay attention to the likes of herself, only saying the positive. "You can do it. You can ...
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Tobi Adetunji5 days ago
Cocoa
Where shall I start..... Cocoa, sweet cocoa, Yes, I am made with cocoa From the tip of my curls To the curls of the tip of my toes I am drenched and oozing cocoa My hair is so strong, it fights back a...
Brianna Hart5 days ago
Immerse
If you stand in the rain long enough will you become the rain? Dark, impactful, and hurtful on contact, fragile like a raindrop falling and losing its form. If you stand in the sun long enough will yo...
Morgan Almasy5 days ago
Drive
We drive through the clouds. Laughter floats around us, music plugs our ears, the road ahead shakes with our rhythmic nodding and tapping feet in time with crackling speakers. Coffee-coated ice cubes ...
Mariana BH5 days ago
An Oath to Myself;
Every time I laugh I feel as if the world is at my feet I love to see people smile, But mostly I love seeing myself smile. People tend to ask me, How are you so happy all the time? And I just stare at...
Brittany 5 days ago
Sad
Everyone knows that feeling. The feeling that just slowly comes over you. Takes over your brain, your body. Not being able to be a regular person. Then there is that little voice inside your head tell...
Listen
Like messages through the night We can see a story That is our of sight Like a little birdy Or a whispering tune We are told the things That we are meant to do As sacred as the heat from the sun We wa...
Visions
When the eyes are shut A story is told Memories of the past Visions of the future Adventures to go Visiting the worlds That only the soul knows With mindfulness Meditation And just being still You ope...
The Dream
The Dream I dreamed of uniting Africa. Back to when being African was all that mattered and tribalism was the idea of the stupid and hateful, but it was just an idea. I dreamed of uniting each tribe into a nation, under one idea, that being the love of life above all other ideas. I dreamed of African kings throwing their crowns to the people in a gesture that would wipe out class-ism. I dreamed of Africa united under one government, where every citizen’s voice was heard, where the majority and t...
My Inner Child
I've been doing some reflecting, And my inner child is screaming like a bitch. What could you be mad about? I thought to myself. I said it out loud. To myself, about myself, by myself. Watching traffi...
K 8 days ago
A Bird's Forgotten Song
My brain is an ethereal royal filled with caged birds who have forgotten how to sing. That can only be set free by the wind that breaks through my lungs when I take the time to fill them mindfully. Br...
Dhanesh Mistry 8 days ago
Mātā anē Pita
I've not showed you this poem, And you may never see it. I don't want the attention, So don't rush to read it. I'm not always home, Just know that I care, I love you so dearly, And I'll always be ther...
shanta reed9 days ago
Different Is Beautiful
When you feel the change. That moment when something inside either shattered or is just not there anymore. A feeling of removal without emptiness. A route you stopped taking one day. A forgotten thoug...
Matthew Martin9 days ago
Water
Sometimes, You must treat your problems Like a stream of water. You can feel the water Pass through Your fingers. Some drops may linger, But never forever. Sometimes, The stream is a little heavier, A little faster. Sometimes, The stream is a little lighter, A little slower. Sometimes, It feels like a tsunami, Sometimes, It feels like a few drops. This ebb and flows With the H2O, You are not in control Of the stream, If you try to plug the hole, And bottle it all up, You'll eventually burst, And...
GARY DEAN10 days ago
BrewDog
To quench a real thirst There is one beer I turn to first It's the delectable liquid nectar From the brewery we all get set to Go and be merry while drinking a brew The best drink you could make from ...
She Never Quit
She didn't quit, when I wanted to. She didn't quit, after I screamed to leave me alone. She didn't quit, when I spent all my time away from home. She didn't quit, when the world started breaking her. ...
GARY DEAN10 days ago
The Body in Life
My life is like water finding its way through a beautiful countryside Meandering with a curving flow, graceful in form and body And when I resist it erodes its way through, though the block be hard as...