Most Commented Inspirational Poems (4,948)

There's a tree, I know. It's just around the block.
It stands the test of time, just like a ticking clock.
When I pass by this tree, I have to make a stop.
A profound beauty & grace, so unique just can't get enough.
Looking at this tree, I see the sorrow it displays.
How it's leaves carry a burden, of what deep human emotion's convey.
Sadness, confusion, turmoil. Each leaf has a name.
Calling anyone who can hear it, to leave there hurt & pain.
It's roots channel each feeling, and transplant it to each branch.
It grows, long, slender & silvery. Almost falling to the ground.
Outpouring love & compassion, knowing each one of us, still has a chance.
To change our conditions, nurture & remain. Be Still in our actions.
Replemish & start again. Just like the weeping willow flourishes,
in the harshest of times, so does our strength endure, till the end of time....

Yesterday is always gone
Tomorrow never never comes
All we have is today
So why wish it away

Yesterday is gone to never return
That day no longer holds any fear
What is done is done and cannot be changed
Nothing about it can ever be rearranged

Tomorrow is a vague shadowy day
No sense in worrying today away
About possibilities of dreadful events
No sense in wasting time in torment

Enjoy this moment for that is all we have
Live it in joy, peace and happiness
In a blink of an eye it could be gone
And tomorrow really will never come

There it was,
A road in white luminescent stone,
Ascending skyward into nacreous clouds;
I saw it in a vision,
As it spiraled into eternity.
My psithurismic thoughts flew,
As I took gossamer steps ever upwards.
You were there my darling,
A perfect picture clothed in red and black,
With the reverent face of an angel,
I so wanted to share those steps with you,
But only occasionally could I grasp your hand,
As you walked like an Aeolian wind.
Could we ever reach our destination together?
There were others with whom that destination
Was no longer possible,
Our souls had split and there could be no reminiscence,
No going back.
And I sometimes wonder,
In moments of ataraxia,
On this fitful journey,
On this marbled spiral,
Shining brightly in the blue sky,
What cosmogyral dreams we share,
What hopes and aspirations,
Are held in this quintessence of dust,
We call ourselves.

Aloneness is different from loneliness
It is an occasion for personal growth
It gives an insight into humanness
And helps us realize our self worth

Being with others continually
Denies us from ever having a chance
To look at ourselves objectively
To build up our own self reliance

Self reliance is the key to coping
With acute periods of adversity
It provides us with an inner strengthening
To overcome and claim the victory

Self reliance is extremely vital
To avoid the feeling of loneliness
Which can happen when there is denial
Of other's support and togetherness

If you feel contentment in aloneness
It can help you to avoid a pitfall
It provides an inner based happiness
Which is the greatest happiness of all

Life is not a poem that
makes a perfect rhyme
Our heart is ever a mystery
that puzzles our natural
mind
We seek meaning from without
from a thousand shifting winds
Enlightened by our virtues and
captive to our sins
Shot through and through with
confusion as each war can testify
It's the reason we dread the morning
and why the starving child does cry
O, we hope some genius comes along
or some philosopher with special wit
With them we'll put our trust when at
their feet we'll sit
But as this old world keeps on turning
We pray someone reviews our case
It's then that still small voice whispers,
'It's all a test of faith.'

We all play with the cards we’ve been given,
Some, more than others are particularly driven,
Ever thought of just throwing them in the air?
Hear them hit the floor, not really looking where,
Then finding where they land,
Blindly pick a few, make a new hand.
You know what I mean,
Follow that dream!
Instead of just watching the past in the fire,
Free your mind, make it enquire,
You know…..Make your mark,
Push the limits and the wire,
Rather than contemplate bleak future, dark and dire.
Dare to walk fate’s tightrope taught,
Looking ahead instead of down and fearing nought,
Dancing in the rays of the rising sun,
As each new morning is begun…..
If you want this and maybe more,
Then…..Just step through this proffered open door,
C’mon…kick off your shoes,
What have you to lose?
Just wriggle your toes in the fine soft sand,
Come Dreamer…..Take my hand.

I've been watching you
from a distance..
You didn't know~

Didn't know how much
I amired you..
I see things in
You..
Great things~
All those things
you can do..
All those things
you know~
Perhaps, you've not know
yourself..
the way others have..
Perhaps.. you will come.. Into the light~
Show the world
who you are..
Bring your talents
to light~
Give us the chance to see
the glory
of You~
Give us your love
and understanding..
The way only you can..
Show us the way
of you~
You say..
No one would notice..
You say..
They will not
understand..
But..
We are willing to try~
Yes!.. The world awaits you..
You know what you can do~
Perhaps its never been done before..
That's why.. You must step up
to the plate, and show the world.. The Greatness in You..

eye of the moon
looking down
into darkness
staring, watching
quarter draped dark

dancing clouds
upon the face
a wink,
silent breeze
whisper softly

talking night
haunting in sounds echo,
shadows crawl over
no light found
creeping darkness

empty no face
colourless beauty
light create shadows,
covers light the dark

into dark her glow,
power to light
our existence
in the night

sinking in the maelstrom
of tumultuous thoughts
caught in the rage of storms
blizzards of gales unforgiving
as your bipolar moods
like prisms of light so blinding
grinding me so frayed
down to the core of my bones
but..
even as wasted and hopeless
I have become
it's my time to turn around
unflinching and untiring
no more giving up
I will face you head on
oh mighty and brutish shadow
oh wicked and diabolical
spirit of my past
I have had enough
it's time for me to be free
to be solo again
facing my future on my own
alone, and even if I fail
over and over again
I will not be your slave
anymore, I am so done
I will not succumb
this time
nor will I run ever again
God is my witness
I am finally free.

I will move on.

What a beautiful spring day,
I just had to go out and play I stumbled upon a field of wild flowers.
Flowers bring much delight to me.No two flowers are alike
So many scents coming my way, they tickle and make my nose twitch all day
What a beautiful day I could stand in this field forever and a day
Their colors so brite I wonder if you can see them at night ?
The different shades of pink,purple and blue make me feel new
By the end of the day I wound up with a beautiful bouquet !
Those beautiful flowers made my day!