Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Last Bus to Wigan I got on the bus with a pie and no plan The driver just nodded and called me “our Jan” Though my name isn’t Jan and it never has been
By George’s Girl 2026 about 15 hours ago in Poets
The horrors of humanity have never been more televised. A novel tragedy thrums through waves reaching my eyes and ears any time I flip on a TV.
By Lolly Vieiraabout 19 hours ago in Poets
I have often taught myself. But life’s lesson is to learn from others.
By Ophelia Keane Braedenabout 19 hours ago in Poets
Seal your eyes mute your ears hear with your soul see with the only sight that's true for if you call they shall answer
By Sota Fukuzawaabout 20 hours ago in Poets
❤️ ️“Everything is going to be all right. ” — Carlton Pearson, Oklahoma Preacher ❤️ ❤️The Magical Manifestation Mantra of the Six Million Dollar Ninja 忍者 ❤️
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONSabout 21 hours ago in Poets
I like you just because you're you. We've weathered some storms And held out for sunny days. First, the rain - then the rainbow.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 22 hours ago in Poets
I'm Good For Myself No Need For Bad Company I Know What I Need
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)about 23 hours ago in Poets
I’m out and about Strutting through the daffodils Flicking back my hair Doing my thing I feel your stares I hear your whispers
By Mother Combsabout 24 hours ago in Poets
He is my steadfast & incomparable beacon of light... The one who gives my doubts and fears a fright... The one who puts my insecurities to bed...
By Tiffany Gordona day ago in Poets
Your blue, Hasky eyes. (Oh, my daughter) 0-0-0 Your blue, bright eyes shine. Blue the skies, deep and divine.
By Manuel C.a day ago in Poets
The city moves quietly beneath a ceiling of clouds. Breakthrough lights scatter across the streets, illuminating fragments of existence, fragments of forgotten faces. You walk among them, yet the air is thick with absence. No one turns to see you, no one waits to be seen.
By Ibrahim a day ago in Poets
Our bodies! Systems that are supposed to be orderly. But in truth...they are held together by something wild, fragile, and uncooperative. Yet, a much deeper tension rules beneath it all.
By Novel Allena day ago in Poets
