Poems about Inspiration
#MyInspiration
My inspiration poems, a look into what inspires creativity and artistry in poets and writers. Poetry about a poet's muse or creative influence. Also poems about our idols, things or people who inspire us and those we aspire to be like.
Pour out your emotions with writing
Pour out your Emotions with Writing,
Is what you really should do,
When you are feeling down and out,
When you are feeling so, so blue.
Pour out your emotions with writing,
When you can't seem to figure it out,
When you really just don't have a clue, and
You are going through fears and doubts.
Pour out your emotions with writing,
When you have done all that you can,
When you don't have the slightest idea,
Through these trials, you continue to stand.
Even when you're feeling so down,
When your feel life is...
Is what you really should do,
When you are feeling down and out,
When you are feeling so, so blue.
Pour out your emotions with writing,
When you can't seem to figure it out,
When you really just don't have a clue, and
You are going through fears and doubts.
Pour out your emotions with writing,
When you have done all that you can,
When you don't have the slightest idea,
Through these trials, you continue to stand.
Even when you're feeling so down,
When your feel life is...
#hope
#motivational
#MyInspiration #uplifting
#MyInspiration #uplifting
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Mining Me
Mining Me
Like a miner
With a pick axe
Pieces of memory
Below is unearthed goods
Feeling for the fault line
Coal car on the rails
Carry away my pain
Leave me with deep pools
Of deep thoughts
Letting the world see
Everything
Sifting and with a pan
Looking for gold
In my head
Can’t put it down fast enough
Coursing through my being
Wake up in the night
Tap a few out on my iPhone
Need something for the people
Builds in my head ...
Like a miner
With a pick axe
Pieces of memory
Below is unearthed goods
Feeling for the fault line
Coal car on the rails
Carry away my pain
Leave me with deep pools
Of deep thoughts
Letting the world see
Everything
Sifting and with a pan
Looking for gold
In my head
Can’t put it down fast enough
Coursing through my being
Wake up in the night
Tap a few out on my iPhone
Need something for the people
Builds in my head ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#lyrics
#music #MyInspiration
#music #MyInspiration
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a fable
A fable
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
#MyInspiration
#passion
#PowerOfWords
#reading
#WritersBlock
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Vowel (re)Movement
Wh@t if @ll the vowels in poetry united?
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
#passion
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Soul Writing
Soul Writing to me is,
writing from the soul,
that is Deep from within,
just let your soulful words flow.
Whatever the trails and tribulations,
through lyrics, just let it go,
inspiring words will lift you higher,
even when you are feeling low.
Having Frustrations on every hand,
even when people just really don't know.
motivation is the key, and
encouragement will help you to grow,
It's deep down in your heart,
So, let these words flow from the Soul!!!
B.R.
Date: 9/28/2024
writing from the soul,
that is Deep from within,
just let your soulful words flow.
Whatever the trails and tribulations,
through lyrics, just let it go,
inspiring words will lift you higher,
even when you are feeling low.
Having Frustrations on every hand,
even when people just really don't know.
motivation is the key, and
encouragement will help you to grow,
It's deep down in your heart,
So, let these words flow from the Soul!!!
B.R.
Date: 9/28/2024
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
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Wishful Thinking
Wishful thinking lead me down this road
I needed to find myself along the way
So many guilty seeds have been sowed
Darkening this field where demons play
Walking in shadows searching for light
So many summers chasing this illusion
Witnessed dreams being killed for spite
Suffering under a foregone conclusion
Remembering the fallen created a path
Showing me how to break this slumber
Imagine Bukowski with a touch of Plath
Forgot the name sure I lost the number
It’s for the love of the write I’m still here
Always...
I needed to find myself along the way
So many guilty seeds have been sowed
Darkening this field where demons play
Walking in shadows searching for light
So many summers chasing this illusion
Witnessed dreams being killed for spite
Suffering under a foregone conclusion
Remembering the fallen created a path
Showing me how to break this slumber
Imagine Bukowski with a touch of Plath
Forgot the name sure I lost the number
It’s for the love of the write I’m still here
Always...
#MyInspiration
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Your Self-Worth
Don't knowbody know
you better than yourself,
Your worth, good vibes,
your respect, and your wealth.
You have self-value and
you have self-control,
You take care of yourself,
YES!!,
You're on a Roll!!
You Have GREAT WITS and
You Have SET GOALS,
One Foot in front of the Other,
NOW!!!
GO, GO, GO!!!!
YOU are VERY PROUD,
YOU SHOW IT WITH PRIDE,
KEEP DOING WHAT CHU DOING
AS YOU CONTINUE TO STRIDE.
YOU WANT TO COME ALONG WITH ME,
THEN LETS GO FOR A RIDE!!!
B.R. ...
you better than yourself,
Your worth, good vibes,
your respect, and your wealth.
You have self-value and
you have self-control,
You take care of yourself,
YES!!,
You're on a Roll!!
You Have GREAT WITS and
You Have SET GOALS,
One Foot in front of the Other,
NOW!!!
GO, GO, GO!!!!
YOU are VERY PROUD,
YOU SHOW IT WITH PRIDE,
KEEP DOING WHAT CHU DOING
AS YOU CONTINUE TO STRIDE.
YOU WANT TO COME ALONG WITH ME,
THEN LETS GO FOR A RIDE!!!
B.R. ...
#hope
#inspirational
#motivational
#MyInspiration
#SelfWorth
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October Poems 2024 >> why i write
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 25
why i write
i write because life’s fires burn like hell,
singeing the hairs that crown my head and back,
while i am left outside the citadel,
confronted by time’s cunning almanac.
i write because my tongue is petrified
by ropes of metaphoric voicelessness,
whose strangulation pen will have defied,
where stand i unbereft of choicelessness.
i write because my raw blade seems too sharp
against the jugulars of provocateurs
who rip two...
DAY 25
why i write
i write because life’s fires burn like hell,
singeing the hairs that crown my head and back,
while i am left outside the citadel,
confronted by time’s cunning almanac.
i write because my tongue is petrified
by ropes of metaphoric voicelessness,
whose strangulation pen will have defied,
where stand i unbereft of choicelessness.
i write because my raw blade seems too sharp
against the jugulars of provocateurs
who rip two...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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keep all of the good stuff with you
hours were longer back then
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non-threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open mouths
and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real ...
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non-threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open mouths
and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real ...
#MyInspiration
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a cold snap
cold environment
In the flat farming landscape
the soil had frozen solid in the absence of snow
in a hollow, rain had made a lake
where he could go try skating after the animals
had been seen to
when he opened the door to the stalls, the cows
mooed wanted milking and stalls cleaned
with fresh straws
sheep and goats, taken into the barn
were the first to let out when there was a thaw
with his job done, washed his hands in
the scullery kitchen ate big slices of homemade bread, cheese, marmalade, and milk
the tiny lake...
In the flat farming landscape
the soil had frozen solid in the absence of snow
in a hollow, rain had made a lake
where he could go try skating after the animals
had been seen to
when he opened the door to the stalls, the cows
mooed wanted milking and stalls cleaned
with fresh straws
sheep and goats, taken into the barn
were the first to let out when there was a thaw
with his job done, washed his hands in
the scullery kitchen ate big slices of homemade bread, cheese, marmalade, and milk
the tiny lake...
#books
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #reading
#MyInspiration #reading
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Another Day
Waking to the city’s cold embrace
Concrete boots, heart’s misplaced
City lights, mood’s a haze
Echoes of sirens, a bad day’s craze
Coffee’s my fix, frosty veins
Steel canyons, icy reins
Luck’s lost in alleyways
Howlin’ wind, urban disarray
Detective eyes, steel and gray
Neon signs, flicker and sway
Ghost town echoes, shadows play
Lone wolf’s howl, city decay
Guitar strummin’, subway hum
Ghost in the crowd, widow’s drum
Briefcase loaded, devil in disguise ...
Concrete boots, heart’s misplaced
City lights, mood’s a haze
Echoes of sirens, a bad day’s craze
Coffee’s my fix, frosty veins
Steel canyons, icy reins
Luck’s lost in alleyways
Howlin’ wind, urban disarray
Detective eyes, steel and gray
Neon signs, flicker and sway
Ghost town echoes, shadows play
Lone wolf’s howl, city decay
Guitar strummin’, subway hum
Ghost in the crowd, widow’s drum
Briefcase loaded, devil in disguise ...
#city
#honesty
#humankind
#MyInspiration
#sky
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Autumn, a Painting of An Artist
Confusing thoughts in Fall, me ceased to stalk
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
#beauty
#fall
#MyInspiration
#nature
#spiritual
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