Inspirational Poems (4,950)

The year began with such dreams and ambitions
Such jubilation with hopes of better days to come
But halfway through the year its all just an echo
And a fire once bright burnt to ashes so long ago

Another summer which appears so full, yet is so empty
For all the parties cant kill the lonely
Center of attention, spotlight girl
So many envy to have her world

If they only knew she'd trade it all to be the simple girl next door
Who has the one special boy to adore
No drama, no lies, no games, no insecurity
Just honesty, trust, stability

Raindrops hit her window on this cold summer night
She thinks how ironic isn't summer supposed to be hot and bright
But there's no stars twinkling in the sky
Just clouds reflecting her emotional state as she sigh

But this is just a moment of weakness
For tomorrow the sun will shine, she'd paste a smile and perform at her best
For deep down she knows there's something in store
Better days will come and stars will outshine those shadows

The year will end and she'll wish upon a star again
All she needs is faith, maybe next year will be less to lose but all to gain
Someday she'd be the simple girl next door with a fire shining bright
And she'd have a boy to adore, no games, no lies, just a love that will keep that fire light

Where does the rarely seen valor and unbroken stride hide?

The only adornment on your skin should be pride.

Let those be the treads of the cloth.

There's no price to be the flame and not the moth.

With such uncertainty we desperately try to find a meaning of this life.

For some the quest of love and simplicity will suffice.

But others are on a pilgrimage for power and money which comes with any sacrifice.

They say seek and you shall find, but sometimes you end up empty handed.

Sometimes we burn the candle on both ends to meet everything that is demanded.

It is in our nature to be lust drunk and we are addicted to taste that it could last.

But time is no one's friend, it will never wait and before you know it, memories makes what's present the past.

As humans we are the closest things to what we perceive as god and the devil.

We can give the gift of life and take it away, in those aspects we can either be a saint or a rebel.

There's no right path, it doesn't matter if you stay a steady course or stray.

What is important is that you some how leave you mark that will never fade but in the pages of history adhere.

Its the one thing that can prove that you were once here.

"For the profound State of Ignorance & Democracy of Arrogance"


Let them hear your voice.
Don't let silence be your choice.
Speak your mind even if you waste time to explain.
F**k it, when it all boils down you either lose or gain.
Regardless if "I'm sorry" is perceived as a weakness or strength.
Light is always the ladder to escape darkness's depth.
Simple minded people always live in f**king bliss.
Always blind, never thinking about what they miss.
Stupidity is an idiot's charity, always lacking clarity.
Even when you're right, you're mirrored with animosity.
Never surrender and join calvary if you can't beat them.
Say f**k you and point your middle finger towards them.
Stand for what you believe in, even if it brings you stress.
History remember the defiant and pussies die nameless.

Cigarettes, porcelain cups
Your coffee always filled with ashes
Like the sorrow in our childrens hearts
If we don't rectify their trembling
Your mind will never rest at ease
Nor your future hold success
If we don't learn from our mistakes
Doomed to repeat them
Over and over again

We need a rescue
We need a rescue

We all walk along this road
One foot after the other
The prints of our feet
Slowly fade away with time
Leaving a legacy for our babies
A legacy of right or wrong
We choose to set our eyes on the rising sun
Or let the day slip on it's night

We need a rescue
We need a rescue

Holding back I can see
the life I wish I could live.
The hopes and dreams
Like images on TV

A cold drink of water,
A walk in the park.
The smell of roses,
on a cold winter day.

Today I step out side to see,
exactly what others our seeing.
Not to be a watcher any more,
but pertisapte in what going on around me.

Tomorrow on TV
It will be my life you see
Not to be a bystander,
To Live is what I will be.

To breath deeply.
To walk with purpose.
To laugh till it hurts.
To cry freely.
To think pragmaticaly.
To love unconditionaly.
To break bread with a friend.
To have a genuine smile.
To keep an open mind.
To teach with wisdom and experience.
To assess and not judge.
To share my joy.
To give 110%.
To receive with humility.
To let my spirit soar.
To be still and hear.
To speak softly.
To listen attentively.
To not believe any lies.
To use my hands to work and carres.
To use my arms to hug.
To have lips of invitation.
To see your soul.
To act carefully.
To trust with wisdom.
To show kindness to all.
To respect or walk away.
To empathize not criticise.
To mix compassion with works.
To make my vanity shrink.
Never to raise a hand in anger.
To have a greatful heart.
To keep my ego humble.
To be selfless.
To be a breath of fresh air.
To validate feelings.
To create and not destroy.
To be tolerant.
To Live to Love
And Love to Live
Is your bucket full today?
I aspire to keep mine full.

Holding back I can see
the life I wish I could live.
The hopes and dreams
Like images on TV

A cold drink of water,
A walk in the park.
The smell of roses,
on a cold winter day.

Today I step out side to see,
exactly what others our seeing.
Not to be a watcher any more,
but pertisapte in what going on around me.

Tomorrow on TV
It will be my life you see
Not to be a bystander,
To Live is what I will be.

A word or a line, built up to a verse
Humour, romance, or even full of curse
Its an idea in the mind, which often you can see
From a seed it grows, into a cherished loved beauty

You go through life, with preference and taste
But thinking from another angle, wont go a waste
Its the imagination of a poet, that shows an overview
But we all relate somewhere, wether its me, or its you

To pick up the feather, and load it with ink
The artist begins writing, 'opening' as he thinks
Once it is started, its important that they end
Cos moments like this, cant be picked or amend

I must express, how I love to hear the words
To feel the emotion, behind the poets hurts
To make a vision, that will always help someone
Is beautiful to know, and beautiful to love one

Some place hidden away.
lies a person I have come to know.
He is funny, crys at movies,
Not at like the one you come to see.

He likes to work hard,
yes and play hard.
As real as he can be,
given the world we live in.

Honest to a fault,
Loyal to a fault.
Bourders to protect, him
From those who would not understand.

There is a child,
that lives in side me.
I have to protect him,
From the prowlers of the day.

You say be real and open up.
Be yourself and let the world see.
Can I trust other to appriate the person,
Who lives inside me.

After has time has pasted
Trust has to be real.
I will open up for you to see,
The real person that lives inside me.

To the wind you are free
Your gust comes and carries me
I swirl with you through the sky
To the wind Until you die
You slowly falter and peater out
Your gusty blow to a rustle just above the ground
But free your spirit is
and Free you remain to the wind who never stays
But come or go I know you will always blow
Travel where ever you might
The wind will return when the time is right
Though at times you are to strong
You Hurrican,tornado bringing Devistation
But always no matter what
Untamed you are never to be caught
Man has tried in his ships sails
But even then for a short time only do you stay traped
only to give out and leave the ships sails slack
Man is dreaming to try to catch
A thing that can never be seen
you are the strongest of all things
you break and wear Mountains down
you destroy trees and houses makeing us frown
To the wind that comes and wind that goes
Is there ever an Answer to you
I should think no, To The wind all dust goes