Inspirational Poems (4,947)

The planets shift
And I'm on deck
Opened my mail
Nothin but checks!

I've given up
All sense of fear
That's all played out
No purpose here

Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me

Holy wow
Cash in my hand
Next thing I know
I've bought some land

So here I go
I'm off-grid, livin
Organic food
It's got me spinnin

Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me

This is cool
I'm lovin life
Oh my lord
I'm my soulmate's wife

Abundance abounds
Everywhere
We split our wealth
Cuz we love to share

Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me

See energy flows
Where attention goes
And this is how
My money grows

Raised our vibe
Now it's all good
Harmonious tribe
As we all should

Prosperity
She's comin for me
Prosperity
Has been stalkin me

Prosperity
Caught up with me
Cuz Prosperity
Is MY energy

© September 21, 2020, L. Karriem

Suns down for the salad boys
sold like kings down the river
rolling rings and circus dust
for all the sisters know
its neo, neo
the games on in trio
e pluribus unum

Words speak many messages,
One might infer it one way,
The other another.
But the speaker or writer may
Want to convey
Something totally different.

Words are multi faceted
With a writer who is creative
It could create pictures,
Create vibes, create chaos,
Create despondency.
Create hope for things unknown.

But the absence of words
May convey even more greater meaning
For those pondering on silence
Trusting God's word
That all man's schemes be revealed
Even through the absence of words

All have a story to share, but time
outcome can change, leaving signs
Of path taken, the ups and downs
causing smiles, sometimes frowns

Marking time, no decisions made
some people important, others fade
Yet every step, choices lead a way
to goals and outcomes, every day

It's so important, to ourselves be true
without hurting other, gives us clues
Of right and wrong, and what to do
Treat others, as they should do to you

Sadly some people, don't really care
Make your decisions, with whom to share
Good and bad, the world has a mix
Sadly one person, alone can't fix

Yet every time, you do what's right
Quietly, without the need to fight
You'll feel better, and so you hope
Good overcomes, the majority of folk....

a smile is good for you -
when days seem rough and long -
a smile will give you joy -
replacing all the wrong
and make your life anew.

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Into the abyss I travel with no ship nor sail.
The flowing seas below me or above.
The winds blowing around me nor they be profound to me still.
I fight the battle with no purpose though the life is lived and the stage set.
Now if only I may see what is hidden or under this veil.
I wish no harm and find all dire.
My thoughts require effort as though they tire.
Mind stainless while the soul becomes cracked.
Much to say yet language lost of all value.
The path hidden now, the season alien, the wonder colorless.
The sky painted, the trees animated, the care in this world limited.
Years consume days, seconds that of hours, while moments fade before arising.
Under I now sit, above I stand, and below I wonder.
Inspired by the few, angered by the masses, tired by the whole.
Tomorrow is never, while today only was, if only a moment could be forever.
Perhaps then, instead of now could be remembered.
The hue, not the shade, the shape nor the size, the value or name.
That beyond which is, through sight or touch, smell or taste, sound or otherwise.
Abyss before me, around me & within.
Nothing becomes everything.
In Lak'ech
~Myself

Someday you will understand
The outer sheen
Is nothing compared to inner beauty.
Because all from outside is until
The first rain ...
While what's inside
Is always shining!
Someday you will understand
Many statements
Are just empty sets of words.
Only those ones are true
That are coming from your heart.
Someday you will understand
That kindness and tenderness
Are manifestation
Of inner strength,
Not weakness.
Someday you will understand..

Madam! Keep your back straight.
Throwing the past on the altar,
Burn it silently,
Without regrets.
Pass to tomorrow
From yesterday..
Pass over the ashes of fire!
Does it still hurt ?!
Cannot be…
The fire is almost extinguished.
Smile please!
Look at yourself-
You are marvelous,
Aren't you?
Madam! Keep your back straight

A light within that glimmers knowingly, yearning for the night
To take an aura of presence within the air, as the owl spreads,
Her wings, eclipsing the brightness of the moon, we know
That the world around us as we know it is ending soon
As the pangs of sadness wash over us, as we stand together
In the same light that yearns for the setting sun, we know that
Together, the world's conclusive internal battle will indeed be won
Our world, my friend, is not as you know it, yet, the twirling tide
Of emotion shows the way forward is lit by golden flares, of
A fiery glance of defiance by the one that silently dares, to try
And with the owl's vision, we will make it, beyond the battle of fools

And the disillusions of an enchanted vow, that spoke volumes
Of a silent frown, that enveloped the world in a sense of doubt
That made us all wonder what's allowed, allegedly, the control,
of a fearful reality that has been reborn into existence,
where love holds no boundaries except in the distance, where there is but only resistence.

My friends, who are reading this may not always see the crypticness in riddles of what might be, but guaranteed,
All you can do is be the change within and to make that light glow with warmth that stands true to you, show them your strength of who you are too,

be the warrior that is seen as the best, know in yourself that you are no longer fearful but fearless, to try and shine a light in a very dark world, even when, at times

You want to wade through the challenges to find yourself, and those challenges make yourself want to curl, within your being
Within the part of you that's you, be strong, my friend, always be true! And its time to resurect the reality too!

Scatter all the blossoms
What we desire most in life
Be it the rose or the nightingale
Or a child’s first spoken word
What more do we want from time
Birds and flowers flowing red
Imagery that does not illustrate
Or at night as we lie awake
Watching a moth and a candle
Waxen tears and singed wings
Both meeting an end becoming
Just a reflection in our eyes
Remembering where we came
Knowing where we are
And what more do we want
Time or time immortal