Most Commented Inspirational Poems (4,948)

The stream of life past us flows,
Where it goes, no-one knows,
The water is deep, the current fast,
And, what was our future is soon the past.

The tree is high, the roots run deep,
It's branches spread wide, safe us to keep,
Leaves our shelter and warmth at no cost,
Buds our babies, twigs our young,
To replace too many generations lost.

And so life's dream,
Twixt tree and stream,
One to watch and one to wait,
While those that have passed,
Speak as guardians of the gate.
"Always follow what's inside,
Forget the money,
Or, what's gained in import,
Is lost to fate.
For sometimes, with something that pays less,
You'll gain more reward than you can guess".

A good way to start....
Only you know what's inside you,
What's inside your heart,
And, you will soon find,
When with another of your kind,
Cool realisation,
That bodies age, and looks fade,
But never a clever or beautiful mind.

So, to your own self be true,
Feel deep inside,
converse with your heart,
You'll know what to do.

Hear but not listen to all people say,
Brave the darkness of the shadows in the day,
Then, you’ll be able to sort the blurred from the stark,
Find the light that’s hiding in the dark,
The needle in the hay.

Do the best you can,
To fairly regard your fellow man,
Look for good, when others say it isn’t there,
When they walk away, if, you resolve to stay and care,
Then, when all is set, and looks to fail,
The chances are you will prevail,
And the darkest of days will turn out fair.

I didn't fly into a fit of road rage
when you cut me off in traffic
I simply continued on my way

I smiled when you pushed your
way to the head of the line, even
though I was having a bad day

I listened to you brag about all
your bar room fights, and how
you whipped everybody at pool

I let you ramble on and on until
surely you thought you were
talking to the biggest fool

But the day you laided your hand
on that child and knocked her
into the dust

You'll know for the first time
in your miserable life that
my fists..are tough enough-

And what shall I say..
Shall we continue along
the same beaten path?
Shall we continue to believe
that the path to peace is in the hands
of a barbaric nature?
Are the dreams of poets mere straw
in the wind?
Who is capable of dreaming the
dream of love?
The lion stalks his prey on the plains
and he cannot cease from his
genetic program
But we live by the predisposition
of the heart and need not resort
to a mindless nature
The fangs of an unconscious organism
is not our lot..
We are the true rebels of nature because
we feel we can love or kill with impunity
Let a god of justice judge us in the end
times..we'll take our chances with hell
fire..
To shy away from brutality is for the tender
of mind we think..we are hard-wired for
the sword'
Savage lust rules the day
To kill or be killed wins
the day
Oh, tiny blue planet..how we
have spurned the hope of peace
Surely, a great leader will rise to
save us from certain doom
A great genius will one day finally
teach us the error of our way
But until the great prophet comes
let us load our guns
Let us sharpen our swords
Are we not mere humans riding to
our destiny on the blood
of innocence?
Leave us alone you pathetic lambs
with your sickning sweet reasonings
We've chosen our fate with a stuborn
and persistent illuision-

I saw the beauty in your shy smile,
I saw the beauty in your poetry lines,
I saw the beauty in your inner life,
I saw the beauty in the tears of your eyes...

From me you'll hear no lies,
From you that gives me this sudden surprise,
There lies within you a kinder loving soul,
And surrounding you are fans and admirers like me too!

I will not meet someone like you,
Nor will you ever meet someone who would chase your blues,
The pain we go through of losing someone without a clue,
Only to find that one's happiness comes so few!

A time to share with you this happiness,
A time to beg you for your forgiveness,
A girl like you for me will always be special,
Because without you here this poem will not last forever


Remember this always and never ever forget...
Just why this poetry was even written...
It started with you first and ended with me last...
A friend I never met but will never ever forget ...
And that is you

Im not a good girl or a bad girl
Im the girl next door.
Not to much make up or big hair dues
Thats just how i like it.

Im what they call a free spirit
a lost soul
A girl without a clue.

I like to keep simple, real cool
thats just how i like it.

And on Sundaysssss i go the laundry
in my fairy tale dress....
and my rock n roll BOOTS!!

IF ONLY i could leave
This modern world behind
I'd find myself perched
Upon a mountain kind
Where rivers are clear
An there is peace of mind
A log fired cabin
An a vision thats not blind
Where nature is abundant
An the air fresh an new
Everyday an adventure
For survival you must do
I'd share it with a woman
Whose feelings rich an rare
To walk those trails beside me
Exploring what we care
The essence would be pure
As natural as can be
A union of two souls
Wild an free......

IF ONLY i'd stop nodding off
an having this bloody dream.........

I stumbled upon a field
A field of word an thought
Where ideas blossom within ink
An comments n'er are bought

Where expression is an art
Of individual choice
Painted by experience
Submitted by your voice

They come from far an wide
To wander in this field
A gathering of minds
To nurture on the yield

Talented people they would be
From all corners of the earth
Their history their canvass
Where painted words give birth

Inked from the blood
That dwells within
Sculptured by the mind
From beginning to end

A plateau of reasoning
Amidst the high an low
Come wander in this field
An watch your self grow

Fertile is the ground
That you walk upon
Words that are found
Will make you belong

Nourish what you need
On your journey's way
Your limits be freed
Enticing you to stay

Share what you can
Share what you will
Come dance in the field
An let your heart be still

Oh, time, it is you
who have taken my
youth and exchanged
it with the hunched
back..
Have I offended you
that you leave me
with this old wooden
cane?
Has my foolish days
under the sun wearied
your timeless eyes?
Every year you tried
to teach me wisdom
Every day you called
from afar
Every hour the clock
kept ticking
Every minute I pondered
what might be
And at the last second..
time is no more~

The kiss of a mouse,
Comes not from yours or mine...
But from the tailspin of notebooks and computers!
The kiss of precious life.
Is for every kid, man and wife!
And also every beings that swim,fly,move and grow on this earth.
Beware the kiss of venomous lies,
It spread to loved ones and starts ..
To decay, corrupt and cause mayhem,
Poisonous multiple by the number of the AntiChrist!
The kiss of Eternal Love,
Nullify the Evil toxic of demon's smite...
Where angels thread among sinners and God's choice.
The time has come to choose in your complete life...
The kind of kisser and their kisses !!!
For you will not get respite for your actions,
Greed,hate,lust,power and pride,
Ride upon many men,women and children.
Be Warned,the kiss of War!!!
Is not far from your own doorstep!!
No where is safe anymore on Gaia!
Nature fight alongside the four Horsemen!
The kiss of everlasting Omen,
Is upon Us ,each and everyone!
The time has come ...
What kiss is yours?