Long Upbeat Inspirational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
Scenery Of The Pastoral Mind
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
#emotions
#faith
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
55 reads
4 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 11:03am
9th Dec 2024 11:03am
Christmas
There's a time of year we all await.
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
#Christmas
#happiness
#holiday
#hope
#uplifting
46 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 11:28am
8th Dec 2024 11:28am
The balance of life
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ For let's take a a minute to answer, that question 🤔 in the depth of just understanding, what is the balance of life. 🤨 For example for with everything having to deal with situations, that we shall go through in life there are somethings. That are involved in creating a solid attitude in other ways, to be able to navigate through the process of life. Now let's go even deeper than deep into the deepness of your mind and heart ❤️ For example sometimes we might have to learn, to agree or disagree with...
#healing
#learning
#LifeChangingMoment
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
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Poetryman
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 8:32am
7th Dec 2024 8:32am
Never Too Late
It's never too late, you see the light,
You’re never too old to find what feels right,
Through the whispers of autumn, I wander alone,
Searching for sunshine, a heart to call home.
There’s a spark in the twilight, I feel it grow,
A chance for a lover to steal my soul.
It’s never too late to find love anew,
Somebody to hold, yeah, that’s you,
In the spring of our hearts, we’ll bloom and grow,
With passion and fire, let the love flow.
Oh, the redhead with freckles, a pretty smile,
She lights up my world, makes it...
You’re never too old to find what feels right,
Through the whispers of autumn, I wander alone,
Searching for sunshine, a heart to call home.
There’s a spark in the twilight, I feel it grow,
A chance for a lover to steal my soul.
It’s never too late to find love anew,
Somebody to hold, yeah, that’s you,
In the spring of our hearts, we’ll bloom and grow,
With passion and fire, let the love flow.
Oh, the redhead with freckles, a pretty smile,
She lights up my world, makes it...
#aging
#love
69 reads
3 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 4:57pm
28th Nov 2024 4:57pm
Nature, Beauty and Ink
It is wise to dive headlong into the wild, close the blind eyes and open the clear mind, its wise to rise from the cluttered mind, infested with recycled cliches and mindset and outworn rotten habits..
..
Rise and stretch the feet that are turned frozen inside a cold seat, a mechanical heat, won't ever warm the cold heart, sun is your hearth, lounge in the open airs and gather as much as you can. and fill the empty inside with heaven's breath...
While time is wide and the plains get greener and flat, decked with poppies and daffodils and daisies..and so many fragrant...
..
Rise and stretch the feet that are turned frozen inside a cold seat, a mechanical heat, won't ever warm the cold heart, sun is your hearth, lounge in the open airs and gather as much as you can. and fill the empty inside with heaven's breath...
While time is wide and the plains get greener and flat, decked with poppies and daffodils and daisies..and so many fragrant...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational
#motivational
#religion
74 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 12:32pm
28th Nov 2024 12:32pm
A Message For You
Since today is Thanksgiving, I wanted to reflect on a couple of things.
And no, there will not be any murder, death, debauchery, orgasms, bizarre antics or twisted endings in this message. I'll save that for tomorrow.
I've been here since January of 2024. I have enjoyed this site immensely. The best part of this site was reading other people's poetry. Were all different. We all tackle life the way we believe it should be tackled. Your viewpoints and ideas we'll probably be different then mine or someone else's. That's ok. It creates a unique individual that will shed light...
And no, there will not be any murder, death, debauchery, orgasms, bizarre antics or twisted endings in this message. I'll save that for tomorrow.
I've been here since January of 2024. I have enjoyed this site immensely. The best part of this site was reading other people's poetry. Were all different. We all tackle life the way we believe it should be tackled. Your viewpoints and ideas we'll probably be different then mine or someone else's. That's ok. It creates a unique individual that will shed light...
#gratitude
#honesty
#inspirational
#peace
#uplifting
122 reads
24 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 8:22am
27th Nov 2024 8:22am
Thanksgiving At DeadLove Manor
Hello, my brothers and sisters who occupy this creative writing atmosphere. Where the poets/poetesses are known for their hospitality here at DU. Cast your mind with me, folks. I’m gonna try something a little different, you’re all invited to Thanksgiving Dinner here at DeadLove Manor.
A turkey with all the trimmings and every side dish your mind could imagine. A dessert table filled with pies of many fillings and flavors. Wait a minute! That’s traditional and all, but we’re writers damn it. We march to our own drum, we’re anything but predictable.
I say we...
A turkey with all the trimmings and every side dish your mind could imagine. A dessert table filled with pies of many fillings and flavors. Wait a minute! That’s traditional and all, but we’re writers damn it. We march to our own drum, we’re anything but predictable.
I say we...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#family
#funny #parody
#funny #parody
192 reads
30 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 4:17am
26th Nov 2024 4:17am
PURE HUMMING BIRD JOY (PURE HUMMING BIRD WAY) (11-24-2024, Palm Springs, California)
upon reopening my eyes
after only twenty five minutes
this morning
of my perfectly imperfect
as usual
sitting in stillness
zen meditation
where now here
in these first few moments
of my heart centered
peaceful
open being s
return
while serenely
looking back out
with all my senses
and heart
now more widely open
at this newly unfolding
beautifully flowing ...
after only twenty five minutes
this morning
of my perfectly imperfect
as usual
sitting in stillness
zen meditation
where now here
in these first few moments
of my heart centered
peaceful
open being s
return
while serenely
looking back out
with all my senses
and heart
now more widely open
at this newly unfolding
beautifully flowing ...
#fall
#morning
#nature
#SelfReflection
#uplifting
56 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 4:18pm
24th Nov 2024 4:18pm
A quite ride in the wake of summer
in the twilight silence; shy sun flickers in the distance, inside a fleet of hazy clouds
dangling between sky and mountain, its disk faintly dissolving leaving a flaming trail. westward floating......
Cicling joyfully into the west, thinking of the olden summers, the young runners,and the small toddlers......
my bike challenges the wind of a quiet evening tide, as the path starkly, solely echos the galvanized tires....................
i would willingly go faster, but the silence of the route was just a flowing poetry to be rhymed,A moment to be...
dangling between sky and mountain, its disk faintly dissolving leaving a flaming trail. westward floating......
Cicling joyfully into the west, thinking of the olden summers, the young runners,and the small toddlers......
my bike challenges the wind of a quiet evening tide, as the path starkly, solely echos the galvanized tires....................
i would willingly go faster, but the silence of the route was just a flowing poetry to be rhymed,A moment to be...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational #motivational
#inspirational #motivational
65 reads
2 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 6:49pm
19th Nov 2024 6:49pm
Mon Pere
We all have fathers
Not everyone has a dad.
It's 4.30 am
It's as it should be at this time of day,
dark and quiet.
I'm on the back deck
scorching cup of tea as my trusted companion.
Was awake for an hour before arising.
My father was on my mind.
Which is strange as I don't think of him much since he died.....no euphemism here....he died.
It's funny what you recall about the day or night a parent dies.
I was called to the hospital by my sister,
There had been some complications...
Not everyone has a dad.
It's 4.30 am
It's as it should be at this time of day,
dark and quiet.
I'm on the back deck
scorching cup of tea as my trusted companion.
Was awake for an hour before arising.
My father was on my mind.
Which is strange as I don't think of him much since he died.....no euphemism here....he died.
It's funny what you recall about the day or night a parent dies.
I was called to the hospital by my sister,
There had been some complications...
#death
63 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
22nd Dec 2020 5:00am
Out of the Vortex
It starts somewhere over the horizon, the notion is gathering energy and speed, the
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
sound of motion is rising from the silence, drawing strength inward along with
. anything it needs. Then it accelerates unexpectedly, with
. . oscillating velocity, twisting and looping divergently, in
. turbulent complex formations with uncontrolled ferocity. There .
) is a collision of unique vibrations, kinetic, frenetic,...
#identity
#confessional
#myself #WritingPoetry
#myself #WritingPoetry
612 reads
14 Comments
ajay
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 5:56pm
9th Nov 2024 5:56pm
'... but their Hearts dance on!'
Come on! Get up!' their Hearts called out,
'Get up and dance around!'
'Sod off!' they said. 'We're knackered now!
We're staying sofa-bound!
'Our dancing days have come and gone,
and we just want to rest.
Our poor old knees are creaking now,
they've lost their spring, they've lost their Wow!
and we're long past our best.
'There was a time, in distant days,
when we were young and fit,
but now we're old and tired and grey,
our dancing days are far away,
and we're both well...
'Get up and dance around!'
'Sod off!' they said. 'We're knackered now!
We're staying sofa-bound!
'Our dancing days have come and gone,
and we just want to rest.
Our poor old knees are creaking now,
they've lost their spring, they've lost their Wow!
and we're long past our best.
'There was a time, in distant days,
when we were young and fit,
but now we're old and tired and grey,
our dancing days are far away,
and we're both well...
#WritingPoetry
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