inspirational

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

Growth
Never really had panic attacks But then I've never really been in this position before I've never really tried to live my life
By Jasmine Flower9 years ago in Poets
A New Start
A new life? Could it be true?Could I start something new?Could I be who I desire?Can I cleanse myself through fire?I see a path, it's not as dark,I no longer have a mark,Can I walk on solid ground?Will my future strength, ever be found?How do I know that this is true?That I can see every part of you.You've opened up and shown me everything,Even your plan to fix my wings,You've stripped away my outside shell,your hand reaching to pull me out of hell,I have searched for a protector for so long,Now you come asking me,you want me to be strong,I am so speechless,I have no words to express,Can this all be real can it be true?That you have come to help me start new?
By Anna Palmer9 years ago in Poets
My Saviour
Pen in hand I am strong. Ruled lines, thick sheets I find peace. A swirling, whirling, nauseous mess of chaotic thought
By Charlie Tyrell9 years ago in Poets
Leaving The Cage
The sun rises and things become clear, All the worry all the fear, I've found my path and I move toward my goal, I am finally taking back the world they stole,
By Anna Palmer9 years ago in Poets
Hope
HOPE A four letter word H.O.P.E Hope Oh how I hoped that she was not on her knees, kneeling at every alter, praying to every corner,
By Ala Mohamed9 years ago in Poets
Written in the Stars
Your night is my best friend, your story is my world Fly freely carve the story for a soul standing alone there Smiles of a summer night try to paint your happiness in the sky of the world
By E. NATASHA9 years ago in Poets
Neglected Faith
Many people think I'm religious, Just because of the modest way I dress, But let me inform you I am far from it, Instead of remembering God,
By Ala Mohamed9 years ago in Poets
Dear Black Man
Black men yeah it's me the one that you should call your Queen Never been a bad bitch I always been a Queen respect me as one when I show up on your scene
By Latoia Dunn9 years ago in Poets
The Empire
The Empire's city is beautiful, Complicated, intoxicating, liberating – suffocating It’s easy to get lost in its beauty –
By Malik Mor9 years ago in Poets
Calm
It is a gentle breeze flowing through a young girl's hair. It is the relaxed silence of a day spent alone. It is an airy breath
By Paris Baravalle9 years ago in Poets
Absence
i look over the water i see i hear the lone seagull perched on the pier as if sitting upon the edge of my thoughts today i am present
By b g9 years ago in Poets
We Are Beautiful
I am beautiful. You are beautiful. We are beautiful. Inside and out, you are beautiful. Eyes are the windows to one's soul and with these windows we peak into the beautiful souls of others. We might struggle to speak on the beauty we see merely for the fact that our own beauty isn't something we've found yet. The discovery of your own beauty is something so joyous. So satisfying. So astounding that you could run to a rooftop and scream at the top of your lungs "I AM BEAUTIFUL!" Or even so precious that you smile to yourself and keep it within you, for you have found inner peace. Whatever you decide to do with the realization of your inner and outer beauty does not matter. As long as you NEVER forget that you are beautiful.
By Anonymous K9 years ago in Poets