inspirational

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

Grow, Don't Beg, For Success
Did you know? The harder you try to force someone to help you or offer you an opportunity, the further they are likely to drift away.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing8 days ago in Poets
Death Can Be Hell
Hello, I’ll be your demon sent to welcome you to hell The Devil soon will greet you for the stories you can tell Like how you never questioned him on all the lies he told
By Earl W. Pearl9 days ago in Poets
💗💗💗💗“White Doom of Death” 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
. . . . . . . . . White Smoke from the Sky . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Slave Lover Falls Down Doomed . . . .
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS 💗💗 9 days ago in Poets
Frugality and Kaizen
Today, I was telling my daughter, a story I had heard long ago. There was a poor orphan boy, someone gave him two rupees,
By Seema Patel9 days ago in Poets
Feel It.. Write It… Communicate It
Write from experience… Write what you know Let readers feel your pain And revel in your glow * Let them cry alongside you
By Andrew C McDonald9 days ago in Poets
Goodbye, Life!
When you fully embrace this path, Your former life, as you know it, vanishes, As if it would with the birth of your children.
By Moon Desert9 days ago in Poets
I Love You
When I wear shorts, My legs are not yours to observe, I am not a doll; I aim to please myself, not you, When I wear a bikini,
By Carol Ann Townend9 days ago in Poets
Slippery Slopes
Slippery Slopes It begins small, just a slight shift, a step that does not feel as firm as the one before it. You tell yourself it is nothing,
By George’s Girl 2026 9 days ago in Poets
The Lapse
You hear my words and respond But it's only a reflection Like the still surface of a pond Belying turmoil below. What was said will be lost
By Dana Crandell9 days ago in Poets
You Cannot Chase It
You Cannot Chase ItVerse 1 Truth stands waiting at the broken door, Shining just the same when the lost implore. Peace comes rushing when the proud can’t roar,
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior9 days ago in Poets
Beauty For Ashes - And I'm Still Alive, Is that Normal !?
This is what it means to BURN - never to exist !? This is what it means to burn, to never exist !? The way in which our lives accept the little things in LIFe !
By 365poetry9 days ago in Poets
I Hope You Can Be Your Authentic Self
My name is Carol, I laugh, smile, and cry, I can sing, Dance, And my best qualities are my caring nature, and my good heart;
By Carol Ann Townend9 days ago in Poets