inspirational

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

Running
The air whistled through my hair I have no destination Nowhere to go I am just a running cheetah fleeing for a place to be loved
By Sky-Marie Forquer8 years ago in Poets
Honesty
I wanna know what you’re thinking, Not just your random thoughts. I want to know why you picked me, And not something to be bought.
By Alex A.8 years ago in Poets
Because I Let Go
I noticed I repeat things, Because I’ve been ignored. I noticed I try to prove myself, Coming off as defensive, Because I was a complete liar half my life.
By Alex A.8 years ago in Poets
The Swing That Kept Swinging
When the wind was forever whistling, the swing kept swinging. I was going higher and higher without a real motive, I went higher than expected, I witnessed the clouds spreading apart, I witnessed the sun shining bright as expected,
By Dawnyel Doriann8 years ago in Poets
My Temple
My body is a temple but I was locked outside, robbed of my own skin so I slashed and fought my way back in. I tried to burn through my flesh in order to reclaim what was mine. When I looked into the mirror, I did not see myself. I saw someone or rather something else. And when someone looked at me, they saw a kid with self-inflicted wounds, because it seems I had nothing better to do.
By Alyx LaRock8 years ago in Poets
My Trouble is My Trouble
It’s midnight and I lay awake in my middle-aged bed There are a jumble of adolescent thoughts cannonballing around Inside the temple that is my mind
By William King8 years ago in Poets
My Guilty Pleasure
My guilty pleasure has become my evenings sitting in my studio listening to the songs of my youth, while I drink heavily.
By William King8 years ago in Poets
The Girl in Love with the Ocean
I sit on this shore and watch the setting sun. I close my eyes and absorb the final rays of warmth. I breathe in the salty air and feel the wind on my skin.
By Paige Witherspoon8 years ago in Poets
Thoughts
As long as I can remember I felt out of place. It sounds a bit cliché like I'm yet another teen tortured by angst and struggling to comp with reality. The truth is, I don't care. I'm writing this to all the people who like me always felt possessed by their loneliness, pulling thoughts and away from people constantly struggling to find a way to connect to someone. Longing for happiness and a life without depression and anxiety.
By Black Samurai8 years ago in Poets
Trust the Broken
Unless you’ve WALKED in their shoes, Been there at their worst and best, Been there to anticipate their every action and phrase,
By Alex A.8 years ago in Poets
I Am New
I woke up, A feeling of confusion Taking over me. Am I awake? Yes. Then, a feeling of regret. That dream was lovely. I want to go back.
By Sarah Gombold8 years ago in Poets
Unhealthy Attachments
Unhealthy attachments I’ve had them one, twice, probably more than thrice. Only then do you realize, Not solely the things about yourself,
By Alex A.8 years ago in Poets