Inspirational Poems (4,950)

In this world my eyes sees all
Exploring the world in a different vieuw
Looking further then beyond
My spirit seeking the truth behind the higher forces
Would the devil come and take me, i’m not fearing him
My eyes would turn too cold stone ice to destroy him
Turn to glowing diamonds when found my peace
My spirit full of life a never stop burning forest
Pierced right trough some souls
Picking up angels among us
Feeding them with endless might
Together we are the united force
Searching a way above all skies …

Despair over our unobtained wants, leads to a
disbelief of the ability to obtain what should be
ours!
Our subconscious soon forms its own reality,
Which our conscious mind accepts and excuses
for our own ability to cope.
Therefor:
Go forth in your efforts
to fulfill your dreams.
Negative attention spent
is
positive attention wasted!
Ziggy

getting near dusk, day's getting on, rest soon we must . . . . air's fillin with night, same every day, look out the window feel a calm, ya u'll stay . . . . star's'll be out yet moon's tonight at bay, to see the night sky, still two hours away . . . . sun's on the edge, from the west there's orange haze!

tired of all these eyes staring at me
trying to judge me with my looks
no one willing to look into these eyes
afriad to see who i truely am
not knowing if im nice or not
tired of being hated for what i wear
waiting to be excepted for who i am
tired of all my friends fading away
living me alone with all these tears
just waiting for someone to come
come save me from all this crap
to wipe my tears and say iw ont fade away
just tired of all these lies
sitting in the dark all alone in this world
just waiting for someone to see in these eyes

She is driving
Along the dark highway.
The rain pours, dropping visions on my shell.
She is whispering.

I am safe.
Outside the jesting rain,
challenging waters to rise above.
The headlights strobe to the distance,
Scuttling glass pellets to the shade.
She is driving.

Angels at Sea

Born and bred on a briny breeze
Bouncing and bobbing on the stormy belligerent sea
Tramel thought hard about his wonderful wife
As he pondered even harder about saving this life
Coast Guard brazen and bold sailed, ready to save lives
“But back!” the bosun blew as he tried to cast out a line
“Over near the bow!” his breath did blow at Tramel,
The brackish black water did a drowning man trample
Without second thought Tramel dove deep down into the water's darkness
The blazing bright beard of the bosun twitched with unrest
“Lord in heaven, spare my life!” the drowning doomed denizen did shout
Sorrowed sailor Tramel swam the sea without doubt
“No life will be lost” the thought lingered in his mind
He continued to think. “Savior save your sorrow, his life is mine.”
As he pounced and plowed over powerful waves, plunging his hand
Heavily heaving and hoping to help this drowning man
“I've got him sir!” Tramel's tired and trembling voice did call
“Aye aye!” bellowed the bosun, his comrade would not fall
The piercing pins of the plowing sea did clinch,
Yet Tramel swam firm through falter and flinch
He held fast the frayed and failing rope
The grip of his heavy hand his only hope
Raising the ragged Tramel and man up the starboard side
The sea suddenly sullen as the storm did subside
The crew crowded and called out for a life had been saved
Lifting and loving the Coastie so brave
The seething sun scoured away the dark sky
This sailor selflessly smiled as he started to cry
The man was fortunate an angel was on duty this day
“Semper Paratus” Tramel pondered as they ship sailed away

Shine bright
shine right
a halo of lesser beings
glimmer beside you tonight

Just a placid glow
completley in my sight
a kinetic dearth of motion
a brighter shade of night

there is no guidance in your light
just harmony
just peace
just right

Brothers and Sisters
Shine your lights

When you feel like a frog
at the edge of your dumpster,
wait.

flies will come.

A people shunned, a people hushed
Their freedom turned to sand
No right to speak, no right to be
The people of this land
Their children taken from their homes
And thrown into a cell
The families sit with no recourse
As they live out this hell
An evil man who rules them all
He sits atop a bloody throne
And all the while, his missiles fly
As he destroys his own
The world looked on, with blinded eyes
And tried to form a pact
But 9/11 came to pass
So now its time to act
The USA, and Britain too
Charged in, ideals held near
To oust the one, who for so long
Had ruled his land with fear
The bombs they fell, the rockets flew
The air-raid sirens blare
They sound of freedom coming home
From decades of despair
The mighty tanks, they rumbled on
From town to town they went
We had to be, so very sure
The message had been sent
The smoke has cleared, but people weep
From all the death they see
But they shall learn, just as we have
That freedom is not free
So we shall stay, as guardians
And never turn our back
For it can never be again
The prison of Iraq.

Barely three with a gentle heart,
always wants to play her part,
an apple fallen from the tree,
always awaits what life can be.

Seven now and real tears come,
life is still simple in the home,
but away the evil babes do wait,
hoping she will take their bate.

Eleven and the eye sees clear,
no more days of silly fear,
the babes still flock but only by day,
to her parents she cant come to say.

Now fifteen and all hell falls,
she ignores the taunting boys who call,
sitting quiet unlike the rest,
holding her pain in her breast.

Sixteen and oh what can be done,
She doesn't know now where to run,
Sitting waiting to be found,
They approach without a sound.

Seventeen, and all is quiet,
There is no mention, no riot.
The babes are leaving, going far away.
She cant find words now left to say.

Eighteen, the year now of present,
Something has come, something pleasant.
She is still quiet but her eyes are open,
No more words need be spoken.

She is a girl, like any other.
Nothing special other than she came from her mother.
But still she finds care in a man,
And if her mind opens, then surely she can.

Something so sweet is in his word,
with gentle phrase she is fully assured,
he holds her hope with gentle hands,
If only, they were not separated by lands.

But still she smiles, she knows all is well,
because no longer is she living in hell,
no now she has known something new,
Something she knows, only experienced by few.