inspirational

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

Rowan Finley18 days ago
Broken and Beautiful
You're broken and beautiful. I know you don't believe me, just wait, you see. That dysfunctional family you came from, who offered you no hope, or useful crumb, taught you something. They taught you w...
Kiersten Fox18 days ago
Escape
Now that I am no longer there not trapped, paralyzed under your hateful glare now that I’m not right in front of you, your eyes are willing to soften. Now that I’m not coming apart at the seams not sh...
My Green Eyes
what makes this world so special at times and what makes this world so horrid at others I just want to know why why can't you be mine I guess my love wasn't enough huh? sorry I couldn't hear you my mu...
Joseph Civitella20 days ago
Love Is a Dragonfly
Love is a Dragonfly It can make us painfully aware and yet blissfully unaware It can inspire us to be better and sometimes to be worse It can change the way we see the world around us and make us blin...
Kiersten Fox20 days ago
Safe Harbor
Four ships set sail that spring, new and over confident. The first sank quickly, while its passengers were too busy convincing everyone around them that everything was fine. The next ship went down wi...
Morgan Sankofa23 days ago
An Ode to February 2019
Maybe it was the way that you made me avoid her gaze This month of Sandra Bullock movies and snow days The trigger of the smile that once uplifted my soul We watched Adam L. bare his body and voice to...
Kiersten Fox23 days ago
Everyday Magic
Pay attention to the people who smile during thunderstorms and run wild through fields of flowing flowers. The ones who never stop catching fireflies or abandon secret forts half-finished. Keep close ...
Luna’s Lullaby
There once was a child. Afraid of the dark, unaware that she was surrounded by stars. Twinkling lights all around. But there she was all alone. In the vast universe. Infinite space, no one insight for...
Kiersten Fox23 days ago
Trail Blaze
Thursday 2am Walking home from my campus job head down and grumbling, I bury my head deeper into my scarf in an attempt to escape the winds. Hurrying towards the warmth of home, hands burrowing themse...
Perspective
When life is seen from broad perspective, Life is enjoyable, Cos value is given to those who are there in life, When life is seen from narrow perspective, Calamity is seen in every opportunity, Perspe...
Jenny Beck23 days ago
The Window
Staring through the glass Waiting for the time to pass Isolated Sunrise and night fades Warm sun and dark shade Frustrated Sunset and shadows fall Wishing you could embrace it all Loneliness Night com...
Alex Romo25 days ago
Believe in Yourself
Believe in yourself. Love starts with you. at times hard to find more difficult to define. Why love yourself? Reasons you think to let in hate. Moments, thoughts, trauma, you suffer, are shaken, lose ...
Nomzamo Ndlovua month ago
Dying to Live
I wrestled with God and I asked Him why, I wrestled with Life and asked it why… I looked at myself and I did not know me, all I could feel was the feeling of being consumed with trying to find answers...
Show-Off
Hey feeling happy cos of possessions, This happiness is arising as there is attachment to material, This pseudo flaunting based on materials takes one Nowhere, This is pseudo happiness, Real happiness...
Jessica Dumasa month ago
Out of the Darkness
Benzo withdrawal syndrome keeps hitting like dark destruction My hope for others is that telling about it will be eye opening I quit benzos to care for my mother who suffers a big portion She needed m...
Jessica Dumasa month ago
We Are Survivors Poem
In my 70 years, I have learned how to survive So many trials and tribulations that I’ve had to fight Starting with losing a big brother that drowned from a dive Into a murky ice-cold pond that was hid...
Amanda Marchesea month ago
Under the Covers
Maybe I just need to clear my head Meet someone and laugh instead Of always distancing myself From the crowd and getting help I'm at a point where I agree I no longer want to be held down by the thing...
Virginia Boena month ago
The Silence
Quiet on all fronts and as for me a silent storm. The silence is not evil but beautiful and vibrant in colors. A beauty that is unspoiled and unspoken. The silence is not a season nor are there reason...