inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Tell Me Something I Don't Know
Everybody who tells me, who I speak to says it's so hard to make it, but yet so hard to break it or even get a break from it, there's no way to fake the whole scenario. Everybody keeps telling me that it's wrong to how I feel about it; that I shouldn't believe in it, the dreams that I'm dreaming shouldn't be persuaded. I hear it every day. I hear it all the time. To the point that I'm never going to amount anything but they're never going to change my mind; as I'm going to prove them wrong every time.
By Lizzy Arrow7 years ago in Poets
She Is...
She’s too skinny. She’s too fat. She’s too this and she’s too that. But why? Why are you so worried about the size of her thighs but you can’t see the beauty that she owns inside? She. Is. Priceless. Whether she’s a size two or a size ten, she is a 10. She is not a piece of meat. She is a beauty queen waiting to be found by her king that the King will bring to her. Don’t you know? She is worth it. She is worth your time and your attention but did I mention, She. Is. Priceless. She is tired of being worried if she’s too busty all because you’re getting lusty. Stop looking for a big butt then laughing because hers didn’t make the cut. There is so much more to her. She is more than just a cute face and a nice waist. Whether Black, White, Mexican, or Asian she is amazin’. And don’t you dare tell her she is not because she is! She is. Stop lying to her because of your lascivious feelings for her. She is a child of the living King and she deserves to be respected. She is an angel, she is a queen, and she is a ray of sunshine with a radiant beam. You are perfect. Listen to me, you. are. Perfect! You are a masterpiece. No matter your size remember you are a prize. You. Are. Priceless.
By Sasha-Brianne McClain7 years ago in Poets
Who Says?
You made me insecure about myself; told me that I wasn't good enough for anyone else, but who are you to judge when you're just a control freak that just wants to own me? You're just a diamond in the rough on the ground getting kicked about. I'm pretty sure that you've got things you would like to change about yourself; but when it comes to me, I wouldn't want to be like everybody else. Yet you want me to be like everybody else.
By Lizzy Arrow7 years ago in Poets