Upbeat Inspirational Poems by Members Last Online
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Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
15th Dec 2021 10:19pm
15th Dec 2021 10:19pm
MOVE
The Machine is dry.
I hate it when that happens
It is enough to want to make you cry.
All you want to do is pour your heart out
Shout and scream
Voice your anger
At the injustice of it all.
But the right words refuse
To come forwards
And you lousy output sounds like
Me Me Me Me Me Me Me.
Nothing to make one laugh
At the irony, the craziness, the stupidity
Of it all.
Nothing to make one feel Sentiments,
Good, bad or indifferent.
Nothing to make a person laugh or cry
Also
Me Me Me Me Me Me Me.
Bland...
I hate it when that happens
It is enough to want to make you cry.
All you want to do is pour your heart out
Shout and scream
Voice your anger
At the injustice of it all.
But the right words refuse
To come forwards
And you lousy output sounds like
Me Me Me Me Me Me Me.
Nothing to make one laugh
At the irony, the craziness, the stupidity
Of it all.
Nothing to make one feel Sentiments,
Good, bad or indifferent.
Nothing to make a person laugh or cry
Also
Me Me Me Me Me Me Me.
Bland...
#courage
#motivational
#admiration
137 reads
0 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 12:54pm
28th Jun 2022 12:54pm
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Purity of heart
glows within you like starlight
proof— gleamed through your ink
glows within you like starlight
proof— gleamed through your ink
#love
#kindness
#friendship
#senryu
#admiration
187 reads
59 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 6:11am
7th Jun 2022 6:11am
Xanadu
Roller-skating
Up the highway
Of a redwood
Tree trunk
So fast the
Wheels gave way
To feathers
Of electropunk
As muses of
Neon doves
Soaring over a
Sea of fantasy
With art for
Hearts that love
Technicolor
Defying gravity
Dream beams
Of creativity
Landing to inspire
Magic streams
Of timeless
Movie screens
Into me
Into you
Enter
Xanadu
Up the highway
Of a redwood
Tree trunk
So fast the
Wheels gave way
To feathers
Of electropunk
As muses of
Neon doves
Soaring over a
Sea of fantasy
With art for
Hearts that love
Technicolor
Defying gravity
Dream beams
Of creativity
Landing to inspire
Magic streams
Of timeless
Movie screens
Into me
Into you
Enter
Xanadu
#inspirational
#SelfDiscovery
137 reads
19 Comments
Hashman
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:39pm
Yesterday 9:39pm
One Day of Love
I remember it
I'll never forget it
it was so special
so full
one day
maybe I was 7 or 8
my birthday
mom said "no school for you today"
I was gonna stay with her
all day
she made me chocolate cake
with vanilla frosting, my favorite
for breakfast
went to Arlan's and let me
pick out any toy I wanted :)
two six-shooters with holsters
cowboy hat and a sheriff's badge
walked hand in hand to mom's hangout
The Polish-American Club
she had a couple of beers
I put my guns on
played the jukebox ...
I'll never forget it
it was so special
so full
one day
maybe I was 7 or 8
my birthday
mom said "no school for you today"
I was gonna stay with her
all day
she made me chocolate cake
with vanilla frosting, my favorite
for breakfast
went to Arlan's and let me
pick out any toy I wanted :)
two six-shooters with holsters
cowboy hat and a sheriff's badge
walked hand in hand to mom's hangout
The Polish-American Club
she had a couple of beers
I put my guns on
played the jukebox ...
#happiness
#love
12 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2022 3:35pm
2nd Jul 2022 3:35pm
Goddess...Excellently Bright!
She's as constant as a German clock
And as lovely as a Gallic maid
Who teases with the scanty frock
Of scattered clouds moonbeam arrayed.
What dullard would ignore such grace
Serenaded by coyote call
As if they worshipped outer space
As much as Satan's angel fall?
A fall which came from such a height
As depicted by the moon above
The denizens of lunar night
Long looking for more midnight love,
Knowing full well that love is best
Whenever it is moonbeam blessed!
And as lovely as a Gallic maid
Who teases with the scanty frock
Of scattered clouds moonbeam arrayed.
What dullard would ignore such grace
Serenaded by coyote call
As if they worshipped outer space
As much as Satan's angel fall?
A fall which came from such a height
As depicted by the moon above
The denizens of lunar night
Long looking for more midnight love,
Knowing full well that love is best
Whenever it is moonbeam blessed!
#romantic
#moon
#sky #night
#sky #night
36 reads
3 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
18th May 2022 1:00am
18th May 2022 1:00am
Unneeded recipe
Unneeded recipe
Sitting with pen and paper, I decide to compile a list, the attributes required for my dream girl, if I could have all the things I wished
First she would have stunning eyes, the sort that would show her soul, mesmerising and seductive, to see the real me would be their goal
Lips so moist and full, perfectly designed for kissing, full of desire and passion, for a pair like that I'm wishing
Skin so soft and smooth and sexy, the canvas to my work of art, a covering her inner beauty, to protect her perfect beating heart
...
Sitting with pen and paper, I decide to compile a list, the attributes required for my dream girl, if I could have all the things I wished
First she would have stunning eyes, the sort that would show her soul, mesmerising and seductive, to see the real me would be their goal
Lips so moist and full, perfectly designed for kissing, full of desire and passion, for a pair like that I'm wishing
Skin so soft and smooth and sexy, the canvas to my work of art, a covering her inner beauty, to protect her perfect beating heart
...
#love
#dreams
87 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
9th Nov 2021 11:59pm
9th Nov 2021 11:59pm
Lost in the Twilight of your Smile
I'm an intense man
It's taken years to lighten up
Celebrating my dimples
I'm told I have
I studied your smile
In the hazy twilight
Emanating your glow
Maybe I'll succeed
Wouldn't that be something
It's taken years to lighten up
Celebrating my dimples
I'm told I have
I studied your smile
In the hazy twilight
Emanating your glow
Maybe I'll succeed
Wouldn't that be something
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#philosophical
#emotions
321 reads
18 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
10th May 2021 4:49pm
10th May 2021 4:49pm
Star-shine, a Senryu
mouths full of smile-song
hearts beat stochastic rhythms
star-shined eyes dancing
hearts beat stochastic rhythms
star-shined eyes dancing
#happiness
#haiku
#senryu
28 reads
17 Comments
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 1:24am
6th Jun 2022 1:24am
Mentor, From Seuss, To Cliche, To Me
back when words were nothing
but tools to pry the undergarments
from a woman that didn’t understand
poetry.....
scratch that
I think women have poetry scribed
into their bones
coursing through their veins
as if tundras
star filled skies
and grass spun daydreams
are in their DNA
back when I didn’t understand
poetry
back when words were harsh
a dialect of cunt and fuck
and the rhyme
oh the incessant repeat
of monotone beats
and metre was a measure
I didn’t...
but tools to pry the undergarments
from a woman that didn’t understand
poetry.....
scratch that
I think women have poetry scribed
into their bones
coursing through their veins
as if tundras
star filled skies
and grass spun daydreams
are in their DNA
back when I didn’t understand
poetry
back when words were harsh
a dialect of cunt and fuck
and the rhyme
oh the incessant repeat
of monotone beats
and metre was a measure
I didn’t...
#gratitude
105 reads
4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 5:00pm
5th Nov 2019 5:00pm
the dappled dawn
the dappled dawn stretched and yawn
as her warmth spread over the hazy morn
waking her children as she go
the trees heavily laden with dew
reached skyward for her first touch
she smiled inside herself she knew
they understood her the best
eagerly awaiting her presence to usher back the chill night
whispering words of encouragement to her sleepy children
they understood the language of the dawn
the mortals could not know
though they study her steps closely
she was alive
a part of all that draw breath ...
as her warmth spread over the hazy morn
waking her children as she go
the trees heavily laden with dew
reached skyward for her first touch
she smiled inside herself she knew
they understood her the best
eagerly awaiting her presence to usher back the chill night
whispering words of encouragement to her sleepy children
they understood the language of the dawn
the mortals could not know
though they study her steps closely
she was alive
a part of all that draw breath ...
#love
#beauty
#inspirational
#spiritual
#uplifting
414 reads
9 Comments
Marks
Poem Published
21st May 2022 2:00am
21st May 2022 2:00am
Accomodation
.. ... ... ...
Situations speak, ... I ... listen to them
Who is the ... * I * ... of the poem is yet another question
A sense of momentous occasion
Accommodation...
A detached house...
In a residential suburb on a hillside
With the aid of binoculars...
Like a Möbius strip...
I see the distant cityscape rising into the sky
I ... for inspiration and inspirators
I ... for intriguing vagueness
Or ... I ... for ... inappropriate ... pseudointellectual poet
I get easily impatient...
Situations speak, ... I ... listen to them
Who is the ... * I * ... of the poem is yet another question
A sense of momentous occasion
Accommodation...
A detached house...
In a residential suburb on a hillside
With the aid of binoculars...
Like a Möbius strip...
I see the distant cityscape rising into the sky
I ... for inspiration and inspirators
I ... for intriguing vagueness
Or ... I ... for ... inappropriate ... pseudointellectual poet
I get easily impatient...
#hope
82 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
29th May 2022 11:50am
29th May 2022 11:50am
in a strange way
looking back, it's a surprise
that I survived my childhood,
what with the mental illness that
in likelihood has killed
a countless horde of kids,
both feeding in
and feeding out,
both to and from
society and mind.
and I realise now
that in a strange way
it was books that saved me.
how can I kill myself,
I thought... when I haven't
yet read every Hercule Poirot?
that I survived my childhood,
what with the mental illness that
in likelihood has killed
a countless horde of kids,
both feeding in
and feeding out,
both to and from
society and mind.
and I realise now
that in a strange way
it was books that saved me.
how can I kill myself,
I thought... when I haven't
yet read every Hercule Poirot?
#MentalHealth
85 reads
5 Comments
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