Upbeat Inspirational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Thanks
I can hear
In your voice
That you've been
Fighting
The good fight.
I'm proud
Of you
For sticking
It through.
In your voice
That you've been
Fighting
The good fight.
I'm proud
Of you
For sticking
It through.
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Rebirth
Death is not destruction.
The wheel of life turns endlessly.
From smoke comes fire, from fire comes ash,
From ash springs life again.
Breath is born anew.
The fall of a tree is death,
The sprout of a seed is life.
Momentary sorrow, eternal peace.
The eternal rhythm of time.
The soul is neither born nor dies.
It flows through the ages.
Like a river to the ocean,
Life and soul journey toward liberation.
Rebirth again, death again.
The body fades, the soul endures.
Creation is infinite,...
The wheel of life turns endlessly.
From smoke comes fire, from fire comes ash,
From ash springs life again.
Breath is born anew.
The fall of a tree is death,
The sprout of a seed is life.
Momentary sorrow, eternal peace.
The eternal rhythm of time.
The soul is neither born nor dies.
It flows through the ages.
Like a river to the ocean,
Life and soul journey toward liberation.
Rebirth again, death again.
The body fades, the soul endures.
Creation is infinite,...
#rebirth
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Poetess, Undressed
#erotic
#unicorns
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22 Comments
sure, buddy.
a guilty pleasure of mine is
reading conversion therapy books
by men who are clearly gay
and trying to make me believe
that rest stop encounters they’ve had
finished with the glory of God
shining down and saving all
between the oil pumps and bogs
because through prayer they’ve overcome
their thirst for same-sex touch…
sure, buddy.
reading conversion therapy books
by men who are clearly gay
and trying to make me believe
that rest stop encounters they’ve had
finished with the glory of God
shining down and saving all
between the oil pumps and bogs
because through prayer they’ve overcome
their thirst for same-sex touch…
sure, buddy.
#LGBT
#religion
#sex #shame
#sex #shame
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4 Comments
Love so true
Be my eternity
My forever love, be my sanity
Oh my sweet sunshine, who burns through my eyes
Surely you will be the reason that my day becomes brighter
Oh those ocean eyes
Stare into my soul and take a deep dive into my heart
Let us grab our surfboards and ride through this wave, called love
I'm high, I'm lifted
I'm on cloud nine and the feelings I have for you cannot be shifted
Grab me by the chin
Make my brown almond shape eyes lock with yours
Oh please let your tongue, lick in a circular rotation around my...
My forever love, be my sanity
Oh my sweet sunshine, who burns through my eyes
Surely you will be the reason that my day becomes brighter
Oh those ocean eyes
Stare into my soul and take a deep dive into my heart
Let us grab our surfboards and ride through this wave, called love
I'm high, I'm lifted
I'm on cloud nine and the feelings I have for you cannot be shifted
Grab me by the chin
Make my brown almond shape eyes lock with yours
Oh please let your tongue, lick in a circular rotation around my...
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#love
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7 Comments
Blessed Metaphors
Both light and water
Elemental purity
Cleanly represent
Elemental purity
Cleanly represent
#haiku
#metaphor
#morality
#senryu
#spiritual
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why, we bother
life is made to saunter
but often comes with the barter
in a time were no one seems to bother
it would be wise to once again wander.
i vision those with a quill
those of the path as they, slow to the hill
upon the narrows, their mind gifted by nature's thrill
and upon that hill, seated, so the quill does spill.
the dance and the scribble, the description so the reader finds fill
the passion of the mind grinds away as each word is milled.
the end of the day...sunset comes to place a seal
a reminder as he starts down the hill ...
but often comes with the barter
in a time were no one seems to bother
it would be wise to once again wander.
i vision those with a quill
those of the path as they, slow to the hill
upon the narrows, their mind gifted by nature's thrill
and upon that hill, seated, so the quill does spill.
the dance and the scribble, the description so the reader finds fill
the passion of the mind grinds away as each word is milled.
the end of the day...sunset comes to place a seal
a reminder as he starts down the hill ...
#WritingPoetry
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The "Navigator "
If ever, however I lose my way in need of navigation a GPS to lead me back from going astray!
A guiding light through the fog, even when I'm feeling weak like a digital signal or analog!
Seeking to navigate and create a way back into your heart, a place full of warmth and love which brings us together like a hand ✋ and glove!!
Back where I belong in the comfort of your open and welcoming arm's!
From the beginning all along I just needed you to be there for me my motivator, and inspirator from the beginning 🙏 to the end you've...
A guiding light through the fog, even when I'm feeling weak like a digital signal or analog!
Seeking to navigate and create a way back into your heart, a place full of warmth and love which brings us together like a hand ✋ and glove!!
Back where I belong in the comfort of your open and welcoming arm's!
From the beginning all along I just needed you to be there for me my motivator, and inspirator from the beginning 🙏 to the end you've...
#admiration
#gratitude
#inspirational
#motivational
#strength
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2 Comments
Step out
Arise sleeper and take up your plow.
Prepare your harnesses and oil your tack.
The ground has had its sabbath rest and is become disquieted.
Remove the rocks and rubble, burn the weeds and stubble.
Strike the fallow ground and don't relent.
Dig in and rip complacency away.
From sunrise until darkness covers the land.
The trumpet speaks, the time is right,
The earth rumbles in anticipation.
The sowers are holding the seed
waiting, watching, watching, hoping for broken ground.
The husbandmen and shepherds bounce from...
Prepare your harnesses and oil your tack.
The ground has had its sabbath rest and is become disquieted.
Remove the rocks and rubble, burn the weeds and stubble.
Strike the fallow ground and don't relent.
Dig in and rip complacency away.
From sunrise until darkness covers the land.
The trumpet speaks, the time is right,
The earth rumbles in anticipation.
The sowers are holding the seed
waiting, watching, watching, hoping for broken ground.
The husbandmen and shepherds bounce from...
#escape
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #MovingOn
#LifeGoals #MovingOn
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Home again
when forest turn to crimson glow
with the dappled sunlight below
I gather up my gossamer gown
straighten up my flower crown
when gentle breeze begin to blow
caressing the hair on sweaty brow
the songs of birds a symphony
the rustles of leaves accompany
the puffy clouds in the sky
nature's talent in strokes
of its divine brushes apply
leaves of yellow and russets
When night descent dimming daylight
dark curtain with twinkling stars
spread across in cool twilight
walk I home, wandering grace
...
with the dappled sunlight below
I gather up my gossamer gown
straighten up my flower crown
when gentle breeze begin to blow
caressing the hair on sweaty brow
the songs of birds a symphony
the rustles of leaves accompany
the puffy clouds in the sky
nature's talent in strokes
of its divine brushes apply
leaves of yellow and russets
When night descent dimming daylight
dark curtain with twinkling stars
spread across in cool twilight
walk I home, wandering grace
...
#nature
#peace
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8 Comments
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Wishing everyone on the DUP a fantastic 2025
Sending hugs n stuff across the void
Love and light
Ron
Sending hugs n stuff across the void
Love and light
Ron
#happiness
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Don't Walk Back
Don't walk back
Walk forward
If you have to look back
Remember the mountains
Forget the sickly swamp
To spend your nights
Sifting through ash
Searching for answers
Questions of the past
With no end
Until daylight breaks us
From the questioning night
Wake and
Walk forward
Walk forward
If you have to look back
Remember the mountains
Forget the sickly swamp
To spend your nights
Sifting through ash
Searching for answers
Questions of the past
With no end
Until daylight breaks us
From the questioning night
Wake and
Walk forward
#acceptance
#MovingOn
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