Inspirational Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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inspirational published by members recently online poems.
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
DuP
Deep underground real poets live
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational
#romantic
#wisdom
115 reads
7 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
DuP
Deep underground real poets live
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational
#romantic
#wisdom
115 reads
7 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
DuP
Deep underground real poets live
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational
#romantic
#wisdom
115 reads
7 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
DuP
Deep underground real poets live
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational
#romantic
#wisdom
115 reads
7 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
18th Nov 2024 8:50pm
DuP
Deep underground real poets live
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
It's safer down there than above
They don't conform to the general view
And search for the meaning of love.
They write with a view from the lives they have lived.
Torn, shredded, healed and still here
Deep underground real poets live
Where they write without favour or fear.
Who ever runs the show blesses you all.
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational
#romantic
#wisdom
115 reads
7 Comments
ajay
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 1:16am
13th Oct 2024 1:16am
As a Cloud Covers the Sun
The sweetly singing lark is unaware
the shadow of the hawk may swooping come
to chill the bright and happy summer air
and blot with death the yellow of the sun.
Each note it sings could be the last of all
that issues from its joyful silver throat,
then silence like a shroud would thickly fall
and end the echoes of that final note.
But while the lark's alive it sings its songs
and pays no heed to what's outside the now.
With melodies alone the lark belongs
and sing it will, till death does not allow.
As we should sing our...
the shadow of the hawk may swooping come
to chill the bright and happy summer air
and blot with death the yellow of the sun.
Each note it sings could be the last of all
that issues from its joyful silver throat,
then silence like a shroud would thickly fall
and end the echoes of that final note.
But while the lark's alive it sings its songs
and pays no heed to what's outside the now.
With melodies alone the lark belongs
and sing it will, till death does not allow.
As we should sing our...
#inspirational
115 reads
6 Comments
TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
Rain
I habitually wait for the rain
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
#motivational
#inspirational
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
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TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
Rain
I habitually wait for the rain
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
#motivational
#inspirational
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
321 reads
0 Comments
TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
Rain
I habitually wait for the rain
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
#motivational
#inspirational
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
321 reads
0 Comments
TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
Rain
I habitually wait for the rain
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
#motivational
#inspirational
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
321 reads
0 Comments
TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
14th Mar 2022 5:32am
Rain
I habitually wait for the rain
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
When the ground gives off that smell,
I always rush home to prepare
For what I must purify.
Then it comes, pouring
I step out and let it soothe sorrow
Engulf my tears
While thunder swallows screams
Wash away what I could not
Quench the dryness of this heart
And bring back life to what has died
Remind me, as you drizzle away
That storms bring with them a rainbow.
#motivational
#inspirational
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
321 reads
0 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
Introspection and Individuality: Exploring the Landscape of the Self
A Lecture:
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
#fiction
#inspirational
#MentalHealth #philosophical
#MentalHealth #philosophical
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