Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I don't like the way I look. I don't find myself worth much at all. I don't understand what you see in me. Life just becomes this bitter round.
By Emily Masten7 years ago in Poets
In the black Grass sings its melodies softly Wind dances happily with stars Sunshine brings a warm pulse Nothing every off key
By Antonia Cameron7 years ago in Poets
i am crying for me because i am a human being that feels and sees and hears and believe it or not i can taste and smell your disdain
By Imam Qadriyyah Mabel-Dorothy7 years ago in Poets
Your sweet spirit and love above, Your goddess voice up in front, The metal that runs near the septum, The faithful leaves that embed your wrist,
By Alex Maurice7 years ago in Poets
A good friend can suffer for you Take your pain and hold it for a moment allow you to get a clear perspective and change your directive at your choice
By Nicholas Goodman7 years ago in Poets
I want to make a difference for everyone. That despite your abilities, Your set backs, Your strengths or weaknesses. The pain we all have been through,
By Crystal Korpan7 years ago in Poets
The best adventures I’ve ever had Were my worst days, And the long nights, And the even longer years. It was the recovery,
By Jinx Farrah7 years ago in Poets
Who would care if I jumped, who would shed a tear. Who would cry me a willows song, who would jump and jeer. My family would weep, wail and mourn
By Jessica Spence7 years ago in Poets
Cigar As I wait for the coming dusk These lazy eyes They distract me towards the metropolis plateau A sinking sun shades behind the clouded mountains
By Leon Vu7 years ago in Poets
Dear me, You are not your thoughts at 2 AM You are not anxiety in a crowded room You are not your grades You are not who you were in middle school
Tips to help you calm down, Repeat after me, You will not shake me, You will not break me, Even after I'm done praying,
How could I stand to lie upon the earth And never seek potentials within For the soul holds so much more Than based nature that hungers for war
By Samuel Canerday7 years ago in Poets