Inspirational Poems (4,950)

Walking down my road one day I see a little tree,
It seems so lost and alone, it reminds me of… me,
Not really having a place in this world, not knowing what to do,
But sure to grow up big and strong, this I know is true,
Feeling small and in the way of everyone around us,
Seeming like a pesky insignificant piece of dust,
Finally growing up into a beautiful adult,
Realizing that everything that happens is not always our fault,
Knowing that no matter what we have a place on this earth,
If we didn’t why would god have made us from his hearth?
Apparently we have a reason for being created,
But right now we’ll just have to wait and try to not feel jaded,
None of us can tell the future and find out what’s to be,
We can’t unlock the door to it with a little key,
That little tree reminded me of who and what I am,
That every thing on this earth has its life planned.

hawk on a wire
teeters; while below
chatter continues

The past,
the future,
the here and now.

We travel from one
to another in
a blink of an eye.

Maybe through sorrows,
past lovers,
or even horrors.

We glance at the future
with longing
in the eyes.

We can rest assured
the future awaits
to start up anew.

Like red drops of fire
this pain and suffering/
Sorrow upon sorrow measured
to me with the passing of
every sun/
Yet who would know courage
without fear/
Peace without chaos/
Character without persistance/
Old age without youth/
Love without hate/
Behold!
Soul-maker~

If you are lucky enough to find true love,
that doesn't come around that of often ...hold it tight

Cherish what you have, be honest, be open,
always try to do what is right

Life is far too short to fuss over things that don't matter,
or to fight

And if all else fails....
carry on regardless with all your might

Poet friends dance in
the palm of my hand..
Their heart songs drip
like star honey and it
is the season for
gathering..
I summon the March winds
to blow their bottled tears
to the master of the sea..
There is nothing left..
but love~

I'm here somewhere in
the vastness of space
Just a heart crying out
from a lonely place
Other voices I hear in
my moment of time
Other hearts speak out
and touch with mine
Only darkness separates us
from some glorious sight
Perhaps heart over matter
will bring us the light~

I'm just a
memory..
Never thought of
it that way
Just an old tin can
blowin' in the wind
Little else to
say
Mabey I'll find my
tomorrow in some
yesterdays old
news
This memory thing
might just work out
And I'll forget to
sing the blues~

God won't ask in court
What sizes there was your house.
Whether he will ask many people
You are ready to shelter were in it.

It won't ask you a question
About what vehicle.
He will ask how many he in it brought
You in winter day and in the summer hot.

Won't ask what God of color
Your eyes and skin were.
He will ask how many to people of light
You gave when they longed.

He won't ask where you worked,
What position I held.
He will ask how many you care
And I filled with the honesty.

It doesn't need no wealth,
Our "mountains" behind a shoulder.
He for us cooks the Kingdom,
In which there is no need in anything

Walk into Eternity
Adorned with immortality
Stripped of flesh and bone
This primitive reality
Mind dimensions unknown
Spirit transcending time
Consciousness awakening from
itself
To a world beyond sublime
Infinity is but a moment, within
forever it is bound
Eternity is but a broken clock..
The only game in town-