inspirational

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

The Art of Mutual Love
Perhaps the true meaning of "cherishing" between people is simply this: You listen to what I say; you feel what I give; and the efforts I make—even the ones you don't strictly need—you hold dear in your heart.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing15 days ago in Poets
Words Of Magic
A few words for an amazing creator, My Muse, and friend to us all, but this is also for all such friends 🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️ You Are A True Creator With Many Strings To Your Bow Another Skill We’d Not Seen What Next We Will Never Know 🧾🖋 ✒️ You’re A Weaver of Poems And A Spinner of Fine Tales Your Words Infuse Such Magic And That Magic Never Fails 🧾🖋 ✒️ But This All Comes At A Price But Still, You Give Us Your All You Weave Your Spells Clear And Bright True Perfection Is Your Call We Await Your Words of Gold Stories Waiting To Be Told 🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️🧾🖋 ✒️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 15 days ago in Poets
Dandelion Inspires
dandelion herb not a weed but resilience source of inspiration. Note: The world may call a dandelion a weed, but to me, it is a source of inspiration. It reminds me to be resilient and to adapt.
By Seema Patel15 days ago in Poets
The Poor Boy
These privileged kids, living in developed countries, with abundant money spent on them, to cultivate hobbies,
By Seema Patel15 days ago in Poets
Ego
Death of the ego... Feels foul blocked at the free throw... In the meanwhile, thinking about blessings from mi amigo Even though the laughing hyena
By El Poet16 days ago in Poets
To Those Who Feel Fragmented in a World Demanding Wholeness. AI-Generated.
Dear You, In moments when your thoughts feel scattered, your feelings too complex or fragmented to share fully, know that there is profound strength in simply *being* — even in pieces. The world often asks us to appear whole, seamless, polished, but real connection honors the silences, the symbols, the spaces where words falter.
By Laurentis Theofanus16 days ago in Poets
StoneHenge
StoneHenge The circle that watches The stones stand, patient with the weight of centuries, their silence thicker than the night around them,
By George’s Girl 2026 16 days ago in Poets
The Shape of Staying
The Shape of Staying They lean into each other without effort, time resting gently across their faces, lines and marks like quiet maps,
By George’s Girl 2026 16 days ago in Poets
The Good Old Days, 1970
The Good Old Days, 1970 We had one key for the whole front door and left it under the mat Mum said “If they want the telly that bad,
By George’s Girl 2026 16 days ago in Poets
Two Fish and Their Ponds
You are a fish, your species likes clear water. You observed, you found patterns, you read; you gained wisdom.
By Seema Patel16 days ago in Poets
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange The good is found in passing eyes, a look that understands, A quiet nod in crowded rooms, no need for grander plans,
By George’s Girl 2026 16 days ago in Poets
A Moment with an Emerald Fly
I’ll never forget one simple moment, years ago. I was trying to meditate, raise my consciousness, and then a tiny little being flew down to my hand.
By Gabriel Shames16 days ago in Poets