Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
We’re bursting through the caked mud Flowers screaming in triumph as the world comes into view Air as fresh and clean cut as the perspective
By Dev V8 years ago in Poets
When the dawn arrives I wake, bleary eyed, questioning what today will bring Or dreading As I drag my tender body to the mirror
By Victoria K8 years ago in Poets
Show me vivid, Show me bright, Let's stop all the niceties and little things that trip up our actual actualizing, For those are the pins in our heels,
By Ames Upward8 years ago in Poets
It's a big question. Such a big question that could have so many possible answers, it's not even funny, Maybe there is some huge scientific explanation or maybe it's just whatever you think it is, maybe there isn't a single possible answer.
By s b8 years ago in Poets
Through the darkness came the light Only through pain could she feel the truth That life is nothing more than what she makes it
By Katherine Roberts8 years ago in Poets
a girl like you deserves not a man as he one who shows impurity the man we shall call who a girl like you deserves a man of love
By Rain Paige8 years ago in Poets
On the bad days colors aren’t as vibrant Red, blue, purple, green All just different shades of blur My day dreams don’t dance through my head like ballerinas on a lit up stage
By Kayleigh Barbosa8 years ago in Poets
Every day I wake up knowing that I owe "time" a debt of gratitude. Every night I close my eyes knowing that time will do its best to make a lonely 8 hours pass as if though it were merely 8 minutes.
By John Poland8 years ago in Poets
When the cosmos combust, leaving nothing but the leftover, imperishable machinery that we have made, know that I am fulfilled.
By Katherine Mallinson8 years ago in Poets
Close your eyes as I close mine, what do you see? I see nothing, Only darkness fills in and emptiness within, like a world without you would be like.
By Ronnel Dela Cruz8 years ago in Poets
She danced wild and free Only after breathing new air She used to hide in darkness Overtaking, overwhelmed, overthought
How I am, I will stay. I used to contemplate a soul mate... To turn me to love from all hate. I thought I needed someone before it was too late.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
