Upbeat Inspirational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
Sapphirewolf
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 6:23pm
31st Mar 2024 6:23pm
Do Not Cry
When it's time for me to leave...
For my body do not grieve...
My soul has been lifted to the Heaven's on high...
So for my body do not cry...
For my body do not grieve...
My soul has been lifted to the Heaven's on high...
So for my body do not cry...
#religion
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#sacrifice
188 reads
5 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 1:26pm
31st Mar 2024 1:26pm
Moonflower
Moonflowers on the vine
Heavenly scent the night
Blooms as big as saucers
Heavenly scent the night
Blooms as big as saucers
#dark
#flowers
#heaven
127 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 6:07pm
30th Mar 2024 6:07pm
Hesperian Allure!
All clear last night, yet, in the southeast
the moon loafed over horizon puffs
as far flung as eldritch cottonwood fluffs
or dragon breath the Atlantides released
in apple garden exhalation mode
to glow as gold as the gibbous is thick
as satisfaction for the lunatic
wearied of the light emitting diode.
You see, lunatics know which light is best
and which hue most rewards the midnight eye
when mytho-scanning from east to west
all the aesthetics of a moonlit sky...
which Hesperus had long ago addressed
when she taught Luna...
the moon loafed over horizon puffs
as far flung as eldritch cottonwood fluffs
or dragon breath the Atlantides released
in apple garden exhalation mode
to glow as gold as the gibbous is thick
as satisfaction for the lunatic
wearied of the light emitting diode.
You see, lunatics know which light is best
and which hue most rewards the midnight eye
when mytho-scanning from east to west
all the aesthetics of a moonlit sky...
which Hesperus had long ago addressed
when she taught Luna...
#mythology
#pagan
155 reads
13 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 4:51pm
30th Mar 2024 4:51pm
Silk fuchsia ponytail.
I would cut myself into silk fuchsia ribbons to gift you colour when you only see darkness. In those moments I know you think too much about the past and how you live with regret. How your feelings are muffled into shapes and shadows that looks like you and follow you but doesn’t allow the sun sets. You are not your mistakes or your fears you are just stuck in illusions. The darkness isn’t your friend it just wants to keep you in the shade. How can you grow without the sun and the rain and hazy days. Take the ribbons tie them in your high ponytail as a reminder. Kindness and self compassion...
#kindness
#hope
#TimeHeals
#respect
#emotions
110 reads
6 Comments
destiny0716
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 4:26pm
30th Mar 2024 4:26pm
Me First
So I say, me first
Not rehearsed or rebuttalled,
Somebody say “me first”
I say Me First, not in spite, just divine insight…
Because we black 365 live!
In 2024 366 because we true to this!
Somebody say “me first”
Not rehearsed or rebuttalled, me first
Not in spite, just divine insight
I say Me First…
Because among us are allies,
Who can relate to betrayal and lies,
I say Me First though,
Because we all have a common enemy in this war for your spirit,
Your inheritance…
Because the charge is for all those, ...
Not rehearsed or rebuttalled,
Somebody say “me first”
I say Me First, not in spite, just divine insight…
Because we black 365 live!
In 2024 366 because we true to this!
Somebody say “me first”
Not rehearsed or rebuttalled, me first
Not in spite, just divine insight
I say Me First…
Because among us are allies,
Who can relate to betrayal and lies,
I say Me First though,
Because we all have a common enemy in this war for your spirit,
Your inheritance…
Because the charge is for all those, ...
#courage
#forgiveness
#spiritual #prayer
#spiritual #prayer
120 reads
1 Comment
Heisenberg68
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 2:31pm
30th Mar 2024 2:31pm
The Awakening of Easter
In spring’s embrace, where dawn’s light unfurls,
Hope whispers of renewal, a world re-pearled.
Easter beckons with a promise so grand,
A journey of rebirth across the land.
The Earth herself in splendor does wake,
Clad in life, for heaven’s sake.
Buds bloom forth with eager trust,
Rising from the winter’s dust.
In this season, tales old and new weave,
A dance of light, shadows relieve.
Balance restored, day equals night,
In Druidic rites, a sacred sight.
From winter’s silence, we step into song,
Under skies...
Hope whispers of renewal, a world re-pearled.
Easter beckons with a promise so grand,
A journey of rebirth across the land.
The Earth herself in splendor does wake,
Clad in life, for heaven’s sake.
Buds bloom forth with eager trust,
Rising from the winter’s dust.
In this season, tales old and new weave,
A dance of light, shadows relieve.
Balance restored, day equals night,
In Druidic rites, a sacred sight.
From winter’s silence, we step into song,
Under skies...
#Easter
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0 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 5:58am
30th Mar 2024 5:58am
Turbulent Times
Two damaged souls trying to live a whole life together
Attempting to stay tethered during inclement weather
Like when their mothers died just two days apart
It seems, since then, the storms don't depart
Is this the latter part of for better or for worse
Where still waters ripple and you must stay the course
Of course that's easier said than done under the blazing Sun
Where two entities are metaphorically trying to stay one
While under the gun with rounds bursting at rapid fire
Ducking for cover and seeking shelter as to not...
Attempting to stay tethered during inclement weather
Like when their mothers died just two days apart
It seems, since then, the storms don't depart
Is this the latter part of for better or for worse
Where still waters ripple and you must stay the course
Of course that's easier said than done under the blazing Sun
Where two entities are metaphorically trying to stay one
While under the gun with rounds bursting at rapid fire
Ducking for cover and seeking shelter as to not...
#love
#relationships
#marriage #LifeStruggles
#marriage #LifeStruggles
213 reads
4 Comments
Wordvomit2001
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:59pm
29th Mar 2024 7:59pm
Breathe
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint tube I become whole . The closest to heaven one can experince while breathing . Through my art I can breathe .
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint...
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint...
#strength
#admiration
#emotions
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 12:03pm
29th Mar 2024 12:03pm
Busted in the Morning
Good Morning,
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
#morning
#food
#rhyming
#aging
#boredom
129 reads
10 Comments
deadwolf
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:00am
29th Mar 2024 7:00am
Untitled Words
Sittin here on my chair,,, writin
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
#narrative
#prose
#nostalgia
170 reads
4 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 2:31am
29th Mar 2024 2:31am
Cosmic
visions of an interwoven
cosmic tapestry
while moving with a star while roving
through eternity
unfold now right before me
as electricity
powers all I see and more the
coming into be
ionic excitations
electrons flowing in
Birkeland Currents' elevations
in which they twirl and spin
through the spiral arms galactic
through the depths between
through the emptiness fantastic
in a plasma stream
while moving with a star while roving
through eternity
with visions of an interwoven ...
cosmic tapestry
while moving with a star while roving
through eternity
unfold now right before me
as electricity
powers all I see and more the
coming into be
ionic excitations
electrons flowing in
Birkeland Currents' elevations
in which they twirl and spin
through the spiral arms galactic
through the depths between
through the emptiness fantastic
in a plasma stream
while moving with a star while roving
through eternity
with visions of an interwoven ...
#universe
127 reads
3 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 2:17am
29th Mar 2024 2:17am
Has Tings!
Hastings has tings, oh yeah
Cliff railways, a castle ruin,and plenty of sea air
Great music, poetry, and a myriad of arts
Lots of twittens, and alleys, short cuts to other parts
Green men, mermaids, and pirates galore
Little boats a'bobbing, close to the shore
Seabirds aplenty, floating in the sky
Ponds in parks, wherein live the dragonfly
Behind the old bowling green in Alexander Park
Within the pond reeds, dragonflies sky lark
Hastings has tings, that tickle and tease
A shimmering moonlight, afloat on the seas
And skies at sunset,...
Cliff railways, a castle ruin,and plenty of sea air
Great music, poetry, and a myriad of arts
Lots of twittens, and alleys, short cuts to other parts
Green men, mermaids, and pirates galore
Little boats a'bobbing, close to the shore
Seabirds aplenty, floating in the sky
Ponds in parks, wherein live the dragonfly
Behind the old bowling green in Alexander Park
Within the pond reeds, dragonflies sky lark
Hastings has tings, that tickle and tease
A shimmering moonlight, afloat on the seas
And skies at sunset,...
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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