Upbeat Inspirational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
This section is for happy, light, positive and inspirational poems that provide uplifting and motivational reading. Romantic love poetry is also included here. All happy poems on a range of subjects are in one place, to give you a big choice of poems to make you smile. This is where DU poets prove that the hard, dark and dirty side of poetry isn't always a tormented place.
MEETING IN POETS DREAM LAND
YES,
"Parting is such sweet
sorrow." The thought
of being on "death row"
with 20 hours left, is
sad and tearful because
poets,, regardless of status,
have a DNA that is different.
WE
have become one with a
spiritual haven among the
galaxies of "bards."
Every time we think words,
read words, or write words
there will be a connection
with DUP graduates who
meet in dream land still
waiting for our Muses to give
us directions.
AS
the first word emerges the
spirit...
"Parting is such sweet
sorrow." The thought
of being on "death row"
with 20 hours left, is
sad and tearful because
poets,, regardless of status,
have a DNA that is different.
WE
have become one with a
spiritual haven among the
galaxies of "bards."
Every time we think words,
read words, or write words
there will be a connection
with DUP graduates who
meet in dream land still
waiting for our Muses to give
us directions.
AS
the first word emerges the
spirit...
#emotions
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#TimeHeals
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DUP - our "Room of Requirement"
It appeared for each of us in our time of need.
Dreamers, misfits, head cases, malcontents – poets
In need of
a place to stash our treasures
a place to hide from our tormentors
a place to relieve our stresses
a place to satisfy our darkest needs.
We came in carrying
our frustrations
our desires
our wounds,
Creating beauty and horror
in equal measure.
Some came with triggers naked and tender:
attacking, reacting, offending, defending…
acting out our worst selves
from behind a...
Dreamers, misfits, head cases, malcontents – poets
In need of
a place to stash our treasures
a place to hide from our tormentors
a place to relieve our stresses
a place to satisfy our darkest needs.
We came in carrying
our frustrations
our desires
our wounds,
Creating beauty and horror
in equal measure.
Some came with triggers naked and tender:
attacking, reacting, offending, defending…
acting out our worst selves
from behind a...
#birth
#death
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #love
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #love
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like when you break a bone and it's forever different
resentment
an ugly black bruise across your mouth
pushing your fist into your teeth
to stop you from shouting out loud
(you change shape and you fly)
the passing
a ghost in your eyes
leaving you monochrome
moulded by life
like the stone changes shape
through decades on the river bed
until it eventually becomes sand
(the ghosts will stay silent and you will grow, move forward)
metamorphosis
the sophisticated wing
acoustic as it moves with grace
and her imagination takes...
an ugly black bruise across your mouth
pushing your fist into your teeth
to stop you from shouting out loud
(you change shape and you fly)
the passing
a ghost in your eyes
leaving you monochrome
moulded by life
like the stone changes shape
through decades on the river bed
until it eventually becomes sand
(the ghosts will stay silent and you will grow, move forward)
metamorphosis
the sophisticated wing
acoustic as it moves with grace
and her imagination takes...
#WritingPoetry
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Happy Mother's Day
To all
the DUP
Moms.
the DUP
Moms.
#motherhood
#MothersDay
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a quiet walk
a quiet walk
In the graveyard, I walked
I didn't take the dog in case she smelt bones
noticed even in death
there are three classes
I was drawn to the famous lies because
their place is more airy
big stones, with swada words in gold, nice
flowers and well-kept lawn
the dead middle-class people's graves were
nice to in black marble
I did come across a grave that told us
the dead had been a chief engineer
he might have been a cruel person
and would, if he could, be pleased that his
title mattered for his...
In the graveyard, I walked
I didn't take the dog in case she smelt bones
noticed even in death
there are three classes
I was drawn to the famous lies because
their place is more airy
big stones, with swada words in gold, nice
flowers and well-kept lawn
the dead middle-class people's graves were
nice to in black marble
I did come across a grave that told us
the dead had been a chief engineer
he might have been a cruel person
and would, if he could, be pleased that his
title mattered for his...
#admiration
#forgiveness
#love
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One for Roads
(second poem I posted in March 2011)
One for roads
forever motion.
Wires inside
shock to sleep.
Curious hunger
source of rivers.
Forgotten passing
burns it deep.
From the well
a babbling fire.
Iron essence
cauterized.
Engine stoking
soul transmission.
Amnesia act
is memorized.
Dead & fresh
upon the slab.
Immolation
ash & breeze.
Former living
lags behind.
Steady fallen ...
One for roads
forever motion.
Wires inside
shock to sleep.
Curious hunger
source of rivers.
Forgotten passing
burns it deep.
From the well
a babbling fire.
Iron essence
cauterized.
Engine stoking
soul transmission.
Amnesia act
is memorized.
Dead & fresh
upon the slab.
Immolation
ash & breeze.
Former living
lags behind.
Steady fallen ...
#SelfReflection
#travel
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Open Hearts, Boundless Friendship
We met without expectation,
two souls crossing paths in the vastness of life.
Your rhymes became a familiar melody,
a sound that softened the edges of solitude.
In quiet moments, we shared unspoken truths,
words unnecessary between open hearts.
You held my worries without judgment,
carrying them as if they were your own.
Time did not measure our bond,
it simply wove us together in its gentle rhythm.
Through storms and stillness,
your presence remained unwavering.
Love, not...
two souls crossing paths in the vastness of life.
Your rhymes became a familiar melody,
a sound that softened the edges of solitude.
In quiet moments, we shared unspoken truths,
words unnecessary between open hearts.
You held my worries without judgment,
carrying them as if they were your own.
Time did not measure our bond,
it simply wove us together in its gentle rhythm.
Through storms and stillness,
your presence remained unwavering.
Love, not...
#admiration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#friendship
#love
#respect
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Hard Farewell
People of different faiths and races
A slave trade with many word slaves
Inside the cage we are all on the same page
It's this kind of trade I called a fair trade
Been here feels like
Gotten locked up with many sages in a cage
In this hard farewell
I hope you all stay safe
The only place I found my mainframe
The only place I made many true friends
The only place I had many pen names
Unlocking this cage, I will surely go insane
Starred in the darkest portrayal
I'll always remain loyal
I feel you...
A slave trade with many word slaves
Inside the cage we are all on the same page
It's this kind of trade I called a fair trade
Been here feels like
Gotten locked up with many sages in a cage
In this hard farewell
I hope you all stay safe
The only place I found my mainframe
The only place I made many true friends
The only place I had many pen names
Unlocking this cage, I will surely go insane
Starred in the darkest portrayal
I'll always remain loyal
I feel you...
#emotions
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Night
The seduction of a feel,
Of a flower,
Of deep night.
When
I think of catching the spirit,
Of the
Night.
Over there
On the
Palm
Over the stairs.
If i could catch
That
Slump
Into a gaze.
Encryption
And
Put it in a
Vase…
Bottle…
Paper…
The touch, so deeply desirable,
The bloom is opened,
Especially in the kind dark.
Reaching
For the comfort of this living ghost,
That
Warms the evening.
My view is
Of the
Arching...
Of a flower,
Of deep night.
When
I think of catching the spirit,
Of the
Night.
Over there
On the
Palm
Over the stairs.
If i could catch
That
Slump
Into a gaze.
Encryption
And
Put it in a
Vase…
Bottle…
Paper…
The touch, so deeply desirable,
The bloom is opened,
Especially in the kind dark.
Reaching
For the comfort of this living ghost,
That
Warms the evening.
My view is
Of the
Arching...
#nature
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Wicked
I just gotta tell ya
I feel the love around me
Today, tomorrow and forever
For you and from you
Truth ♥️💪🏽
I feel the love around me
Today, tomorrow and forever
For you and from you
Truth ♥️💪🏽
#love
#strength
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2 Comments
WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE
AS
I sit silently on
the hard seat of sadness.
my eyes tear up BUT my
heart leaps with joy.
I
dare to imagine for a moment
what it would be like if I
had never:
...read your poems
...felt the touch of your words
...fused as one in desires
...escaped from my comfort zone
...crossed the taboo barriers
...allowed my imagination to go wild
YES,
I dare, for a moment, to think
about what it would be like
without YOU and your words
etched in poetic drama tattooed
in my soul.
BUT
thankfully...
I sit silently on
the hard seat of sadness.
my eyes tear up BUT my
heart leaps with joy.
I
dare to imagine for a moment
what it would be like if I
had never:
...read your poems
...felt the touch of your words
...fused as one in desires
...escaped from my comfort zone
...crossed the taboo barriers
...allowed my imagination to go wild
YES,
I dare, for a moment, to think
about what it would be like
without YOU and your words
etched in poetic drama tattooed
in my soul.
BUT
thankfully...
#emotions
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
55 reads
3 Comments
Farewell little green ink worm
Farewell little green ink worm
#kindness
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