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.
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:06pm
Yesterday 12:06pm
Peregrinate
At the edge
You beckoned me
sweetly hugging
in my dreams
& I’m
total surrender
completely remember
my ebony
At our ledge
You cared for me
gently bending
our knees
swinging our limbs
into the breeze
my ebony
At my edge
You beckoned me
gently lovingly
holding me
& I’m
total surrender
always remember
my ebony
Nearly awake
You’re still with me
from afar
close-by in my sleep
mutual love grows
my ebony rose ...
You beckoned me
sweetly hugging
in my dreams
& I’m
total surrender
completely remember
my ebony
At our ledge
You cared for me
gently bending
our knees
swinging our limbs
into the breeze
my ebony
At my edge
You beckoned me
gently lovingly
holding me
& I’m
total surrender
always remember
my ebony
Nearly awake
You’re still with me
from afar
close-by in my sleep
mutual love grows
my ebony rose ...
#love
#dreams
#MyInspiration #sleep
#MyInspiration #sleep
47 reads
10 Comments
PencilScribbles
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 8:00pm
14th Oct 2019 8:00pm
Tiny Flames
Candles.
Watch them, the way they light up a dark room with a single tiny flame.
They hold so much power.
One little flame can cause destruction and chaos, healing and life.
It has torn through great civilizations, leaving only ashes in its wake.
One tiny flame can light your way in a dark cave, bouncing off the water-chiseled walls, as if sharing the same properties of the echo coming back.
It is enchanting enough to bring moths to their death.
And magical enough to rebound...
Watch them, the way they light up a dark room with a single tiny flame.
They hold so much power.
One little flame can cause destruction and chaos, healing and life.
It has torn through great civilizations, leaving only ashes in its wake.
One tiny flame can light your way in a dark cave, bouncing off the water-chiseled walls, as if sharing the same properties of the echo coming back.
It is enchanting enough to bring moths to their death.
And magical enough to rebound...
#fire
#MyInspiration
#learning
#meditation
#wisdom
22 reads
3 Comments
PlaydateWithFire
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 3:29am
13th Oct 2019 3:29am
A Reincarnation Through Poetry
I cannot grow and will not die,
a grain outside the hourglass.
Too many tears behind the why.
A flower lost in taller grass,
though roots are deeper than the sea.
They only see a lower class.
I seek the truth, my destiny.
To offer love, and not deceive.
Finding myself through poetry.
A muse will gift what I receive.
This guide which leads me to the light.
You gave me something to believe.
My words will shine forever bright,
as any star within the night.
a grain outside the hourglass.
Too many tears behind the why.
A flower lost in taller grass,
though roots are deeper than the sea.
They only see a lower class.
I seek the truth, my destiny.
To offer love, and not deceive.
Finding myself through poetry.
A muse will gift what I receive.
This guide which leads me to the light.
You gave me something to believe.
My words will shine forever bright,
as any star within the night.
#hope
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
46 reads
1 Comment
eswaller
Poem Published
12th Oct 2019 5:21am
12th Oct 2019 5:21am
On the Mend
I keep writing the words, hoping that they will help calm me
Down in some way or another that drives away the madness
And chaotic mess inside my head. There are thoughts that
Keep festering and turning into something that was not there
To begin with. Every once in a while I still get lost in the sea
Waves that feel like they are way over my head. The sadness
And heavy blanket feeling like maybe my heartbeat will flat
Line someday soon, but some if not all of the words swear
To give me life. Poetry is the way to start over where no one ...
Down in some way or another that drives away the madness
And chaotic mess inside my head. There are thoughts that
Keep festering and turning into something that was not there
To begin with. Every once in a while I still get lost in the sea
Waves that feel like they are way over my head. The sadness
And heavy blanket feeling like maybe my heartbeat will flat
Line someday soon, but some if not all of the words swear
To give me life. Poetry is the way to start over where no one ...
#sadness
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #redemption
#WritingPoetry #redemption
32 reads
4 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
11th Oct 2019 9:48am
11th Oct 2019 9:48am
queen... of brevity
she does poetry
like nobody else
six words
one target
annihilated
six times
over.
.
like nobody else
six words
one target
annihilated
six times
over.
.
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
71 reads
Tenderloin
Poem Published
11th Oct 2019 4:05am
11th Oct 2019 4:05am
The Effort Facing The Blank
Thursday slow fades
scratching at blank,
way too many details
to collect
the vignettes
of passing observance
and keep on everyone's schedule
but my own
My faint whisper
soon to be a snore,
but there is always
that slim chance
that my dreams could
be laced with inspiration.
scratching at blank,
way too many details
to collect
the vignettes
of passing observance
and keep on everyone's schedule
but my own
My faint whisper
soon to be a snore,
but there is always
that slim chance
that my dreams could
be laced with inspiration.
#WritersBlock
#MyInspiration
#sleep
52 reads
10 Comments
larrycosta
Poem Published
10th Oct 2019 4:24am
10th Oct 2019 4:24am
NOTHING
it was an assemblage of nothing....
I believe I was just a dream
or maybe only a thought... in the blank nothingness.
Every direction I turned, nothing but emptiness stretching to the
edge of the world:
white space and blue/white space,
There were no living creatures in sight. Not a bear, nor a fox,
not even a bird.
Nothing but cognitive content.
Maybe perhaps an outline of a far off something in the
distance ... but, yet, it was all just empty empty empty
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it...
I believe I was just a dream
or maybe only a thought... in the blank nothingness.
Every direction I turned, nothing but emptiness stretching to the
edge of the world:
white space and blue/white space,
There were no living creatures in sight. Not a bear, nor a fox,
not even a bird.
Nothing but cognitive content.
Maybe perhaps an outline of a far off something in the
distance ... but, yet, it was all just empty empty empty
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it...
#MyInspiration
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
65 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 9:16pm
8th Oct 2019 9:16pm
THE MIND SYMMETRIES
As I look outside of my window as I see the very images of life in front of me and my eyes I wonder deep within my soul of souls, even in my mind and heart and is this what we have come too now as humankind of mankind.
For as I look through my own eyes forget about whats in the daily news I am rapping about what I see through my own eyes of BROWN, images that has become apart of my daily grind as we are MEN'S AND BOYS...
For as I look through my own eyes forget about whats in the daily news I am rapping about what I see through my own eyes of BROWN, images that has become apart of my daily grind as we are MEN'S AND BOYS...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
43 reads
4 Comments
LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 6:19am
7th Oct 2019 6:19am
Extra Freestyle
Flow on the fly / Prose poltergeists sigh / Crow's eyes / Best hope is to die with pussy in my mouth and love in my heart / Where the buzz starts / Velvet glove - steel hand sparks / Lessons as landmarks - errant rinse / Erik Prince - thug smart / Shrug off the snark / Plugging larks / Every nudge is where it starts / Every fucking one of my shards / An accident of dearth / My cosmic birthmark / Can't turn the Hidden World off / Like MST3K of the heart / Universe of verse versus unrehearsed spit, laughing so hard / Loki is the happenstance card
#humankind
#MyInspiration
#StreamOfConsciousness
21 reads
0 Comments
SerenitySongs
Poem Published
6th Oct 2019 8:59am
6th Oct 2019 8:59am
Compelling
You know, I love you
Compelled to be clear
even if silently in the dark
And she'd be upon the sunrise
of her smiling thoughts when
awakening to those golden
"love you" words
Compelled to be clear
even if silently in the dark
And she'd be upon the sunrise
of her smiling thoughts when
awakening to those golden
"love you" words
#love
#MyInspiration
56 reads
4 Comments
butters
Poem Published
5th Oct 2019 8:29pm
5th Oct 2019 8:29pm
badly-drawn Vitruvian woMan
contemplating a lack of inspiration
over the ruins of breakfast on a cloudy day:
perhaps i should speak casually of wild purple pansies
or the rich assault of fresh-broken hot bread
number the times i thought of you before coffee
or how the sharp pebble in my shoe bit a hole in my sock
perhaps i should mention the lowering sky
glowering like a pompadoured whore in Nebraska
or mention the way my egg yolk slowly congeals
to make a hard ring on my plate that begs a cigarette butt for completion
i don't smoke
and...
over the ruins of breakfast on a cloudy day:
perhaps i should speak casually of wild purple pansies
or the rich assault of fresh-broken hot bread
number the times i thought of you before coffee
or how the sharp pebble in my shoe bit a hole in my sock
perhaps i should mention the lowering sky
glowering like a pompadoured whore in Nebraska
or mention the way my egg yolk slowly congeals
to make a hard ring on my plate that begs a cigarette butt for completion
i don't smoke
and...
#MyInspiration
#frustration
#boredom
75 reads
14 Comments
BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
1st Oct 2019 6:23am
1st Oct 2019 6:23am
Melodically Sinful
#love
#lust
#music #MyInspiration
#music #MyInspiration
134 reads
4 Comments
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