Inspirational Poems (4,948)

Torn canvases in an empty room
The pain inside this tomb
Soul shattered by crowd that booms
Shouting your weaknesses across streets so dense
You question yourself over and over inside your doom
To rise above your depleted strength and sense
To be transformed despite your glaring faults
When you can’t see any value in yourself, hearing taunts
When you can’t find any meaning in your life, only broken molds

Remember You Are PRICELESS, to the One who crossed all strife
He sacrificed all, your worth cannot be measured but grown
In Jesus Love, you are the shining beacon
In this engulfing haze, you are the lighthouse that glows

Rise above the screaming crowd
Rise above on angelic wings with the heavenly crown
Your victory is HERE, because He carries you
You are irreplaceable to God who loves you
Your life is a light to this world, free your mind from dark sounds
When the light is dim, and shadows surrounds
Open yourself, in His Healing power be Transformed

Rise above all the suffocating darkness, the noise
Hear His Voice when he tells you
He died and rose to show, You ARE VICTORIOUS
Your Hope is here, the brokenness He transforms
Let HIS light shine, to disperse the dark phantoms
Jesus’ Power and Glory is here for you in the storms.
Know in every moment, YOU are PRICELESS

We keep getting software updates at my work
makes you feel like a relic
puts me in attack/defense mode
you can fight back
like Don Quixote and the windmills
dream up chivalrous motives
but like a broken horse and cart
you're doomed to tech fate
this is the problem since the agricultural revolution
now everyone's in the city
with made-up jobs
which they have to justify
by fomenting change
where it isn't needed
Kaczinsky wasn't all crazy
putting aside he was a murderous zealot
sure tech enables
but tech enslavement, erosion of freedoms
can leave you gasping for air
on the tech highway

Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It will not ebb like the sea.

I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are fulfilled in you.

I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies –
You are my deepening skies;
Give me your stars to hold.

Tapestry
Is a life’s work.
Twisting threads
Weaving their way.
Some unravelled.
Some broken.
Some sparkling
Silver some of gold.
Where do the threads connect?
What do they mean?
Do the gold and silver
Connect to something
Beautiful?
Do the unravelled
Show the issues
You’ve had a good to solve?
Do the broken threads
Show heartache and pain?
Tapestry
A life still unfolding.
Weaving and connecting
Bringing
Balance
Bringing joy
Bringing hope
Telling my story.
Written just now 8.11.2021 3 pm

Kieseritzky Gambit
black Nazi queens
Warhol in spandex
Diamond Dust Shoes
Duchamp's
nude descending
Sputnik '57
circulatory
pink thieves
rubber gun
castration complex
Finnegan's Wake

cool marble relief
nasturtiums in a vase
passage of the day

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If you want to fly,
Then fly
Only in your dreams?
Fly in your dreams, but fly!
If you want to love,
Then love.
No one to love?
Love yourself, but love!
If you want to sing,
Then sing
Only without words?
Sing without words, but sing!
If you really want to be happy
Then be happy , just be
If you want to forget,
Then forget
Close the door behind you
And leave.

Gotta have faith n trust the process
Especially when negativity gives the test
Fight that stress n depress n the undesirableness
With joy n happiness
But how?
When all around energy like bloodhound bringing ya down n bringing ya down
But is it bringing you down really?
Could it be that you and me let these things and people into our energy and allow them to infiltrate our heart n soul which breathes so much Love that that mistrust n unjust hurts so much that now you're down
Now you wear a frown
Rolls the eyes again
Let boys be boys n men be men
In these times of politically correct
Show some respect
For the girl woman lady Princess n Queen
Stars that shine on purpose n with mean
What's to come already has been
Back to how about this joy n happiness
Perception tweak to overstand this stress
It's not you it's them with their issues
Give them the smallest box of tissues
And wish for you
Yourself
A higher deeper perception
The stress is just a test to reveal some revelations
Always you
No other competition out here
Accept
Embrace
And learn to overcome your fear
Then you'll see clear
Exactly where is joy n happiness
The penny drop n you realise you pass that test
Next level please

Gotta have faith n trust the process
Especially when negativity gives the test
Fight that stress n depress n the undesirableness
With joy n happiness
But how?
When all around energy like bloodhound bringing ya down n bringing ya down
But is it bringing you down really
Could it be that you and me let these things and people into our energy and allow them to infiltrate our heart n soul which breathes so much Love that that mistrust n unjust hurts so bad that now you're down
Now you wear a frown
Rolls the eyes again
Let boys be boys n men be men
In these times of politically correct
Show some respect
For the girl woman lady Princess n Queen
Stars that shine on purpose n with mean
What's to come already has been
Back to how about this joy n happiness
Perception tweak to overstand this stress
It's not you it's them with their issues
Give them the smallest box of tissues
And wish for you
Yourself
A higher deeper perception
The stress is just a test to reveal some revelations
Always you
No other competition out here
Accept
Embrace
And learn to overcome your fear
Then you'll see clear
Exactly where is joy n happiness
The penny drop n you realise you pass that test
Next level please

Like chasing the dream
Or so it would seem
Always looking for an ends to this mean
Or is it a means to this end
Let my mind bend
Uncomprehend!
Flowing floetry
Rainbowing poetry
With an input of soul n heart to make this art
Spectacularly spectacular
Miraculously miraculous
Wonderfully wondrous
May these words read n heard not be kicked to the kerb but uplift us
From these depths of dirt n dust
When it seems no1ne to trust
You must
Trust
Your own instincts
Your own conscience
Your own soul
Always knows
When that wind blows be in the flows of darknesses glows
But what do I knows?