Poems Tagged ‘Inspirational’
Technique and performance are independent of inspiration, and therefore it is possible for the non-poet to be inspired and for a poet’s skill to be insufficient to the inspiration. However, as long as you were inspired and wrote inspirational poems, you became a poet.
Please tell me that the world is beautiful
Full of wonders I can adore
Green leaves, clean air, clear water and so much more
Please tell me I was made by
His image
He is everywhere, to protect the weak
And to guide me in times of my great trouble
Please tell me to respect and help thy neighbors
Abide the law and to be truthful
Every single day I learn the value as I go to school
Please tell me to value my friends
Be honest and loyal in every way
Indeed, we had fun and unforgettable memories
Please tell me to take care of my family
As they take care, love, and mold me as of today
I feel bless to have them, for that I can say
Please tell me to love my wife and kids
Dedicate my life, my heart and my everything
To be loyal with her and enjoy the simplicity of living
Please tell me is this the truth…
Please tell me, I beg of you…
Please tell me that I understand…
Please tell me what is the purpose of my being?

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Herofil Olarte | Saturday, March 6th, 2010
Poem Types:Inspirational
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Though, this may sound confusing,
or corny, to say at least.
I dreamt of us the other night,
there you, then there was me.
There a beach and there chemistry,
hearts had surrounded our heads.
It was like a perfect little, notebook scene,
problem was we’d never met.
We were, completely strangers,
but that’s what we’ve always been, you see.
Then suddenly, my dream froze,
and you disappeared,
completely.

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Anjelmyrie | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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I long for the day
of your tender embrace,
With my head meeting your shoulder,
and yours meeting mine,
As I inhale the aroma of your hair,
Grasping it with tender subtlety.
I embrace your soothing warmth,
This warmth which rekindles a certain spark in my heart,
This warmth which is the most warming in its serenity.
I turn to you, and peer into the night sky that is your eyes,
Pausing for the chance to perceive the ironic complexity
of your simple smile,
and become mesmerized in your soft chuckle.
I long for this day,
This day I await with empty motivation,
This day I regretfully acknowledge as a fictional reality,
This day that will never come.
This day I hate to long for.

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Kevin | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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There are many things in my life that I regret
I wish I could just go back, redo, and forget
But those memories never leave,
They’ll never go away they will always stay
Too bad I cannot go back and erase all my mistakes,
But things just don’t work out that way
There is nobody that is always right,
There is nobody that is perfect
Some people’s lives are a mess,
But yet some are flawless
I guess all you can really do,
Is to live your mistake through
Because really, you cannot erase your past.

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Hannah Domenosky | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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Dear Denni
When I was a kid I used to listen
To some priest preaching about angels
I got so amazed and wondered
If they were really true and existing
When I got older faith slowly weaken
To believe angel is just a legend
I never saw a human with wings
If there is one it must be the birds flying
When you came you made me understand
To believe an angel exists in someone
I ask for help you lend a hand
Even you never know who Im
When dreams seem hard to reach
To give light within a reach
I’ve never seen someone so pure
Indeed you’re lucidly beautiful
Just like an angel, you’re wonderful

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Herofil Olarte | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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Unwrap those eyes, fight the fears
Your eyes so sharp, it will cut my heart
Untie that tongue, unleash the blade
Your words so sweets, my ears will bleed
Let destiny reign and lead the way
This is no longer a dream or fantasy
Nor a fairy tale with beautiful ending
A battle destined to have a new meaning
Smile for a new day is coming
To change the mind and forget the pain
In a world full of empty promises
Countless casualties lay on the streets
The world is yours for the taking
Greedy intention is now undertaking
Triumph the mind of the poor
Win the hearts of the weak
Be aware of these fools
Don’t let them rule again
Unrighteous humans best known
As our beloved tyrant politicians

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Herofil Olarte | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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I hate you
such a bad thing to say
I know
but you’ve made me this way
cannot believe the things you do
never thought you could
be the person you came to be
how you can be so cold
I will never know
people can see straight through you
I hope you know
your cover has blown away
you no longer have it to hide your evil ways
It’s too late cause everyone already knows
how weak you really are

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Taylor | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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Underneath the big old tree
Where I stand and see the leaves get free
Dancing with the wind so softly and gently
Color green and gray as they go astray
Bounce there, bounce everywhere
Wherever the wind went they go
Some tried to reach the heaven
Still most of them fall on the ground
Underneath the big old tree
Where everything is attached
Sometimes they just die and fall
Never know where they exactly go
As long as the wind takes those
Destined to let go

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Herofil Olarte | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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If I had one wish
I wish that I would wake up each morning
with the sound of your breath on my neck and
the warmth of your lips on my cheeks and
the touch of your fingers on my skin and
your heart beating with mine
knowing that I would never feel this with anyone
other than you!

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Andy Kimberlin | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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Oh! Friends and family our little girl is three,
We’re starfull of happiness, dad and me.
We celebrate in Malta she’s in her 1st year,
Always our cherished child we love, love dear.

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Cleveland W Gibson | Sunday, February 4th, 2007
Poem Types:Inspirational
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