Upbeat Inspirational Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
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We can stand and build
If we keep but one truth in focus,
Whatever the contrast,
Whatever the pain or love in living life.
Being alive will find a way to be,
And words, however free, will flow,
They will flood the span between the voids.
Be an ocean between the grains of sand,
And here, between our fingers,
Is a place where you're always home.
In our hands is land,
Is a ground, a world on which,
We can stand and build.
Whatever the contrast,
Whatever the pain or love in living life.
Being alive will find a way to be,
And words, however free, will flow,
They will flood the span between the voids.
Be an ocean between the grains of sand,
And here, between our fingers,
Is a place where you're always home.
In our hands is land,
Is a ground, a world on which,
We can stand and build.
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Do we understand the nature?
Don't know how many natural
phenomenons happen around
us from waking up in the morning
till sleeping at night, but many
times we don’t understand all
these phenomenons.
But If the incidents happening
around us are read and heard in
the words of a poet/poetess,
then we can really enjoy those incidents.
Otherwise we can never understand
the real brightness of the rising sun and moon everyday.
Otherwise we would never have understood
the fickleness of a butterfly and the love of a bee for flowers. ...
phenomenons happen around
us from waking up in the morning
till sleeping at night, but many
times we don’t understand all
these phenomenons.
But If the incidents happening
around us are read and heard in
the words of a poet/poetess,
then we can really enjoy those incidents.
Otherwise we can never understand
the real brightness of the rising sun and moon everyday.
Otherwise we would never have understood
the fickleness of a butterfly and the love of a bee for flowers. ...
#motivational
#nature
#uplifting
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Alexa Play Eighties Rock
as i speak
to the phantom woman
i have a prediction:
first song will be Bon Jovi
Living on a Prayer
that will be good
but no
even better
a guitar intro fills the air
as energetically ecstatic
as Manzarek's keyboard
on Light My Fire
spiritual rocket fuel
a childhood portal
into the vastness
of the glittering night sky
twenty years later
I could still fly
Sweet Child O' Mine
jolted me
enlivened me
to something
everything
beyond the mundane
cosmic...
to the phantom woman
i have a prediction:
first song will be Bon Jovi
Living on a Prayer
that will be good
but no
even better
a guitar intro fills the air
as energetically ecstatic
as Manzarek's keyboard
on Light My Fire
spiritual rocket fuel
a childhood portal
into the vastness
of the glittering night sky
twenty years later
I could still fly
Sweet Child O' Mine
jolted me
enlivened me
to something
everything
beyond the mundane
cosmic...
#happiness
#music
#memories
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Sistrum
Dauting dervish emanates
scarabeic offerings
grained
soil
digging
beneath
hymns humming
Sacropahagi lips
speak again
feminine voids from where
our ensnared silence begins
to chant dancing depth
Osirus casts his remains
shadow playing
trick
and from this space
I become prebirth
guiding beguilded
a priestess light
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
scarabeic offerings
grained
soil
digging
beneath
hymns humming
Sacropahagi lips
speak again
feminine voids from where
our ensnared silence begins
to chant dancing depth
Osirus casts his remains
shadow playing
trick
and from this space
I become prebirth
guiding beguilded
a priestess light
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
#spiritual
#feminism
#historical
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Do You Like Salad?
I think
It's safe to say
That you've had
More
Hot
Dinners
Than
ive
Had
Sex
by Jemia
It's safe to say
That you've had
More
Hot
Dinners
Than
ive
Had
Sex
by Jemia
#sex
#food
#funny
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Wings Of A Willow
The Willow
Awaits the tears of Spring
Pale green
Shimmering
Afloat
Upon an almost silent pool
Apart from the soft ripples
Brushing against the reeds
As a soft lily white feather
Smooth as silk
Is caught
On a cool, moist breeze
Drifting
Finally swept up
Onto the succulent grass
Beneath the greening Willow
It's shadow
Overcast
Under a greying sky
by Jemia
Awaits the tears of Spring
Pale green
Shimmering
Afloat
Upon an almost silent pool
Apart from the soft ripples
Brushing against the reeds
As a soft lily white feather
Smooth as silk
Is caught
On a cool, moist breeze
Drifting
Finally swept up
Onto the succulent grass
Beneath the greening Willow
It's shadow
Overcast
Under a greying sky
by Jemia
#trees
#nature
#LifeCycle
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Vellum
drift of spilled ink as it evaporates into mist
the warmth of the script’s smooth curves
seeds of words that come to suddenly exist
can assuage even the most savage nerves
tattooed exultation of a most desired intent
exquisite undercurrents of pure ecstasy
there are grains of truth to the lines I invent
as a fortunate dawn exhibits clemency
the beat of each syllable does bequeath
and delivers an absentminded caress
framed by golden glow of a celestial wreath
sweet symmetry stands in line to confess
waves and...
the warmth of the script’s smooth curves
seeds of words that come to suddenly exist
can assuage even the most savage nerves
tattooed exultation of a most desired intent
exquisite undercurrents of pure ecstasy
there are grains of truth to the lines I invent
as a fortunate dawn exhibits clemency
the beat of each syllable does bequeath
and delivers an absentminded caress
framed by golden glow of a celestial wreath
sweet symmetry stands in line to confess
waves and...
#happiness
#courage
#inspirational
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Murk
in the concealed depths of provision
my heart lies fallow in stillness and
solitude where my poetic blood is ink
as the blue skies roll back and burdens
lighten, the daylight renders the stars
in the deep curtains of midnight
the old man of the ocean whose eyes
tell where he’s been prepares to hang
that pale lantern in the night sky
through the ensuing light, drawn waters
root the flowers of memory, and I am
left sitting in anticipation
the universe’s loom weaves my breaths
in sliver tresses that...
my heart lies fallow in stillness and
solitude where my poetic blood is ink
as the blue skies roll back and burdens
lighten, the daylight renders the stars
in the deep curtains of midnight
the old man of the ocean whose eyes
tell where he’s been prepares to hang
that pale lantern in the night sky
through the ensuing light, drawn waters
root the flowers of memory, and I am
left sitting in anticipation
the universe’s loom weaves my breaths
in sliver tresses that...
#romantic
#beauty
#respect
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You’re My Biggest Fan
You stand by me
Your shoulders
Broad and strong
Through everything
I could never repay
All the gratitude that you bring
You’ve never faltered
You’re faithful
And encouraging
I could never repay
All the happiness that you bring
You push me
To be better
You’re brave and inspiring
I could never repay
All the hope that you bring
You’re amazing
My heart containing
All the emotions
That you bring
I will always do
My best
To repay you ...
Your shoulders
Broad and strong
Through everything
I could never repay
All the gratitude that you bring
You’ve never faltered
You’re faithful
And encouraging
I could never repay
All the happiness that you bring
You push me
To be better
You’re brave and inspiring
I could never repay
All the hope that you bring
You’re amazing
My heart containing
All the emotions
That you bring
I will always do
My best
To repay you ...
#friendship
#gratitude
#support
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Dreamscape
the blank canvas isn’t what it seems
invisible words on the empty page
pastel colours drip from my dreams
as our destinies quietly engage
I’ve searched for you in the daylight
but I’ve stumbled along in the dark
as I slowly start to regain my sight
your touch bleeds colour to my stark
shadows were cast by a raven’s wing
brushed by as the memories fade
I am moved by this love song I sing
as I stand alone in the open glade
I wonder through the midnight blue
your sweet eyes sparkle like the sun ...
invisible words on the empty page
pastel colours drip from my dreams
as our destinies quietly engage
I’ve searched for you in the daylight
but I’ve stumbled along in the dark
as I slowly start to regain my sight
your touch bleeds colour to my stark
shadows were cast by a raven’s wing
brushed by as the memories fade
I am moved by this love song I sing
as I stand alone in the open glade
I wonder through the midnight blue
your sweet eyes sparkle like the sun ...
#love
#kindness
#romantic #beauty
#romantic #beauty
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Of that Nature.
As they leave,easily.
We're reminded,assertively.
That the roots,in which we're able to breathe within,
is the truth about you and me.
For beliefs,are leaves,
that falls,easily.
If only we'd allow them to fall silently.
Go in,express fully,
take action,when necessary.
And as they leave,
live life authentically.
So stop listening to those,
who don't truly know you,
even though,they tell you,they do know you.
And focus,on being,
who you came here to be.
Release stuck feelings.
Learn all your...
We're reminded,assertively.
That the roots,in which we're able to breathe within,
is the truth about you and me.
For beliefs,are leaves,
that falls,easily.
If only we'd allow them to fall silently.
Go in,express fully,
take action,when necessary.
And as they leave,
live life authentically.
So stop listening to those,
who don't truly know you,
even though,they tell you,they do know you.
And focus,on being,
who you came here to be.
Release stuck feelings.
Learn all your...
#love
#kindness
#inspirational #gratitude
#inspirational #gratitude
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the cancer ward
The cancer ward.
We sat in the waiting room, of elderly people, with cancer
we had had surgery now we waited to see if it had been successful
A name was called a man on crutches rose, tried to look dignified
not easy on walking aids.
I thought, if I wait, so he comes out if he throws the canes away
it will be a great day; quite biblical.
My name was called; I got up from my chair, slowly, stretched
like a man without any worries.
Theatrical, I had a captive audience.
Cabinet 24, I took off my t-shirt and laid down on a bench
A...
We sat in the waiting room, of elderly people, with cancer
we had had surgery now we waited to see if it had been successful
A name was called a man on crutches rose, tried to look dignified
not easy on walking aids.
I thought, if I wait, so he comes out if he throws the canes away
it will be a great day; quite biblical.
My name was called; I got up from my chair, slowly, stretched
like a man without any worries.
Theatrical, I had a captive audience.
Cabinet 24, I took off my t-shirt and laid down on a bench
A...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#redemption
#respect
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DU Poetry : Inspirational Poems & Upbeat Poetry Seeking Advice