Inspirational Poems - Page 5

  1. 81. Mighty Oak

    • By Daniel Baker
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2020

    This poem is about suffering from anxiety and depression. It's about taking the beating and continuing to stand tall.

    Standing Strong In The Midst Of Trials

    If the mighty oak could speak the words
    Of the times that it's been tried,
    It'd speak about growing roots
    Instead of how it died.

    It'd say that it was strong enough
    And stood the test of time.
    Instead of falling to the ground,
    It stood and held its line.

    It'd speak about lightning strikes
    And wind that cracked its core.
    Though the dirt had softened,
    It stood and took some more.

    Though the tree bares scars
    Of the times that it's been struck,
    All the other trees around
    Gazed in pure awestruck.

    Its roots dug deep and powerful.
    No way it'd hit the ground.
    The story of the mighty oak
    Is one that is profound.

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  2. 82. My Morals Define Me

    I am unique and one of a kind. I am who I am and will never change for anyone. I will always be me, now and forever.

    Empowering Poem About Self-Acceptance

    I have never done drugs and never will.
    I don't give into peer pressure.
    I believe that drugs are lame.
    Drugs cause you to make irresponsible decisions.
    I'd rather be high on life than high on drugs.
    I choose not to harm my body with illegal substances.
    I do what I want and if this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am proud to be a virgin.
    I'm not ditzy or dumb.
    I don't believe everything I am told.
    Abstinence is the key, so I believe.
    I am not ready for a child nor disgusting diseases.
    My virginity is my sanctuary.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    Violence is never the answer.
    Physical disputes are pointless and solve nothing.
    It is unnecessary and a waste of time.
    I shall never stoop down to that level of immaturity.
    I'd rather walk away and be the bigger person.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    Being a party girl is not who I am.
    Partying is not what life is all about.
    Life does not revolve around alcohol, drugs, and music.
    There are more important things in life than parties.
    I have the rest of my life to party;
    For now I choose to focus on my future and career.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I don't need to dress like a hoochie to get attention.
    I am classy not trashy.
    I'd rather be noticed for my intelligence than my looks.
    I choose to have dignity and respect for my body.
    I'd rather be liked for who I am than for what I look like.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am not a follower.
    I control my own mind and make my own decisions.
    I stand up for what I believe in and defend my opinions.
    I'd rather be hated for being myself than liked for someone I am not.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am unique and one of a kind.
    I am who I am
    And will never change for anyone.
    I will always be me, now and forever.
    If this makes me a loser, then maybe I am.

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  3. 83. Find You

    • By Abhishiktha R. Reddy
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2020

    I am Abhishiktha, a 14-year-old girl with a happy life.

    Find your soul
    In your thoughts.
    Find your character
    In your speech.
    Find your love
    Through your actions.
    Find your mistakes
    In your failures.
    Find your success
    Through your hard work.

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  4. 84. For Manchester

    A reflection of the tragic events that took place in Manchester. Such sad times.

    Poem About Uniting Together Against Terrorism

    We can't but feel utter shock,
    and we're emotionally drained.
    Yet deep within our sadness,
    some unity is gained.

    Wherever we may come from,
    and no matter our belief,
    we stand tall as a nation.
    We are united in our grief.

    They were parents with young children.
    They were adults and just a teen.
    They were an uncle, aunt, and cousin,
    and all the family in between.

    So in regards to reason,
    we can search and take a look...
    No religion condones murder.
    It's not in any holy book!

    Our loved ones may have fallen
    due to the extremity of sin.
    But our strength will not be broken,
    and TERROR will never win!

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  5. 85. You Are Enough

    Along the way I have learned a tough lesson: even in my imperfection I am still worthy of love, someone’s time, and a consistent feeling of wholeness.
    My value is not connected to perfection, strength, or my ability to weather a storm. Which means that even on those days when I struggle to show up or feel ill-equipped, I am still a woman of worth and value

    You are enough
    You have always been enough, and
    You will forever be

    no matter what you see
    how you feel, or the lies you may

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  6. 86. Chasms And Bridges

    Ted L Glines has been writing since 1965, with many poems published in college literary magazines and the "underground" free press (Village Voice, etc.).

    Inspiring Poem About The Power Of Our Attitude

    Whether dancing the circle
    or sitting in the pews,
    the world is full of wonder
    and knee-jerk news.

    For those full of spite
    and woeful complaining,
    the world is full of darkness;
    no hope remaining.

    Diversity spawns,
    attacking spasms,
    elevating hate
    and deepening the chasms.

    You are who you are,
    smart as a fox;
    why confine yourself
    to a bleak little box?

    For those full of love
    and compassion caring,
    the world is full of brightness
    and warmth in sharing.

    Diversity spawns
    a chance to build bridges,
    elevating love
    and life privileges.

    You are who you are,
    smart as a fox;
    expressing yourself,
    you're out of that box!

    We can make this world
    a beautiful place
    if we toss away frowns
    and put smiles on our face.

    Abolish that burden
    of complaints you've been lugging;
    begin building bridges
    and get used to hugging!

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  7. 87. Song For The World

    I wrote this poem after I wrote a poem about a time when I was going through difficult times. In that poem, I mentioned I had a song to share. This poem, "Song For The World," came to me and helped me in my own healing process. I hope that it inspires you as well on your healing journey.

    Peace, Love And Harmony

    If I could sing a song for the world, then it would be
    A song for peace and love and harmony.

    To cherish all the moments we hold so dear
    And only cry those happy tears.

    Let's not use weapons to fight, but fight instead
    To bring together every woman and man.

    That each child grows up and knows their worth,
    So they can shine their blessings on earth.

    Everyone is born with special gifts sent from above;
    It's time to use them all and spread the love.

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  8. 88. Just For Today

    This poem is for all the loved ones here or far away who may or may not have someone near.

    Loving Poem About Keeping People Close

    Just for today
    I will hold you close,
    will kiss you often,
    will smile with you,
    will take you for a walk,
    will keep you safe,
    will make you happy,
    will miss you more,
    will care for you,
    will hold your hand,
    will swing with you...
    just for today.

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  9. 89. Even When; Especially When

    Even when you feel like a million scattered pieces,
    you are still whole.
    Even when you’re unsure of the path you’re walking,
    you still have purpose.
    Even when your lover leaves you empty and begging,
    you are still loved.
    Even when you’ve tried and tried and failed and failed,
    you are still worthy.
    Even when;
    especially when.

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  10. 90. A Life Worth Living

    I wrote this poem for my niece before she was born because I want her to have the best life and live it to the fullest.

    Words To Live By

    I can't wait to hold you in my arms
    And kiss your tiny nose.
    Cherish every moment,
    Knowing just how fast you'll grow.

    In the blink of an eye, time will pass by
    And you'll be a little girl
    Trying to find your place
    Without a map in this big world.

    Every road is unfamiliar,
    Every experience brand new.
    So many paths that lie before you,
    Not knowing which to choose.

    I don't have all the answers,
    But there are tips that I can give.
    If you want a life with no regrets,
    I'll tell you how to live.

    Wake up grateful every day,
    And know that you are loved.
    Be certain that you matter
    And will always be enough.

    Stay a kid for as long as you can;
    Don't try to grow up too fast.
    It's such a short stint in the span of your life,
    So enjoy it while it lasts.

    Always be sincere and honest;
    Consistently stick to your word.
    Stand up for what is fair and right.
    Use your voice and make sure you are heard.

    Believe in yourself and what you can do.
    Be assertive and show that you're strong.
    When you make a mistake, as we all do,
    Be the first to admit that you're wrong.

    Attitude is everything,
    So make yours positive.
    When the hard times fall upon you,
    It's the best way you can live.

    So don't worry about the small things,
    Or cry when milk gets spilled.
    The hard times aren't as hard
    When your glass is halfway filled.

    Be aware of your own beauty,
    Without being vain.
    Your looks will one day fade;
    It's what inside you that remains.

    Dare to be different, your own unique style.
    Live only the story you wrote,
    Be true to yourself and don't let your likes
    Be based on the popular vote.

    Forgive and forget,
    Without keeping track.
    When you hold on to the past,
    The past holds you back.

    Be brave, try new things;
    It's ok if you fall.
    The only way you fail
    Is to not try at all.

    Aspire to greatness,
    Find a passion to pursue.
    If you're willing to work,
    There's nothing you can't do.

    Ignore all the people
    Who tell you you can't.
    And if you have any questions, just ask.
    Love, your Aunt

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  11. 91. Daily Reminder That You Are Worthy

    And on Tuesdays you must look at
    yourself in the mirror and say
    “I am worthy. I need to be here.
    And I am grateful I am.
    There is beauty in my life and
    I will find it. There is strength
    in my soul and I will trust it.
    There is purpose in my path and
    I will unravel it. There is magic
    in who I am and I will
    believe in it.”
    And then go climb your mountains
    for today. And go find some
    spectacular views.

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  12. 92. This Is Your Time

    From Tanya Markul's first poetry collection, The She Book

    This is your time
    to no longer be who you were,
    to rise from the embers,
    to be guided by Her.

    This is your time
    to be carried by Grace,
    out of the matrix
    and away from the race.

    This is your time
    to forever change the rest,
    to untame, to shift, to lead,
    and live blessed.

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  13. 93. I Hear America Singing

    Walt Whitman was an American poet who lived from 1819-1892. Some of his poetry was controversial because of the nature of its content, but he is believed to be the father of free verse (but he did not invent this form of poetry). He is also seen as a "poet of democracy" because he wrote so strongly about the American character. In this poem, Whitman shows how America is made up of a variety of people. It's the stories of those people who make America the strong and unique nation that it is.

    I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
    Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
    The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
    The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
    The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
    The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
    The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
    The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
    Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
    The day what belongs to the day - at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
    Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

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  14. 94. Selfless

    Selfless people of selfless acts

    Leave A Legacy

    This is about a legacy.
    A legacy by a man no one knows.
    A legacy left cold.
    A legacy left in the dark.
    A legacy..... left behind.

    No one asks, no one thinks.
    No one hears, and no one cares.

    A honest man brought down by power.
    Power of corruption, power of determination.

    People separated by the past,
    People fighting, dying for nothing,
    Some hiding, wondering what's next.

    Things everyone thinks.
    Things no one says.

    Brought down for being different,
    Brought down for being right.
    Wrong for the right reasons,
    Right for the wrong reasons.

    Truthfully what's right?
    Someone that tells you,
    Or what your heart says?

    Some things can't be determined.
    Others shouldn't be.

    Fears never faced.
    Fears just growing,
    Fears eating away at you,
    Away at me, away at existence.

    Existence that people forgot,
    Values left and lost.
    No remorse. No dignity,
    NO HONOR!!

    A life that's not worth living.
    A life that's not worth dying.

    Buried deep in us resides a place of unity.
    A place with brothers and sisters,
    A place of internal rest,
    Rest from crime and violence.
    Dishonest people changing their ways,
    Not for themselves but for no one.

    Existence is always there.
    Footprints in the heart,
    Footprints in the soul.

    A name left behind with a memory,
    Forgotten in time by all with the
    Lost arch of life

    Behind a shielded mirror,
    Behind an indestructible horror.

    Be one within but be one at all.
    Share your dreams, share your fears.

    Page by page is turning ash to ash,
    Focusing on yourself.
    Help your family, while helping mankind,
    And you'll find that life will get lighter.

    Dreams, fate, and wishes.
    Are these things some believe?
    And others demise.

    Who are you to judge me?
    Who are you to judge anyone?
    Such things can't be determined by one,
    But by all in faith and happiness.

    A moment of silence for all,
    For all who died.
    People we don't know,
    People that would die for us,
    For what they believe in.

    A moment of silence for more,
    All the silence of eternity wouldn't,
    Wouldn't be enough for those......

    Selfless people
    Of selfless acts

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  15. 95. I Believe

    • By Emmah A. Odhiambo
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 5, 2022

    Growth comes with different development stages, some positive and some negative, causing one to develop certain mindsets that can work for them or hurt them.
    I developed mindsets of self-doubt and self-sabotage based on how other people saw me, based on other people's standards of qualification and forgot I was the one living my life.
    But not anymore because I took my life into my own hands, and so can you.

    Believe In Yourself And You'll Accomplish Anything

    Into this world I came,
    The light of the sun,
    On my face I craved.
    In the cool breezing wind,
    Under the moonlight I sat,
    I thought,
    I pondered,
    I knew,
    I was great.

    Slowly they got to me,
    Their expectations,
    I couldn't catch up.
    Their opinions,
    They cut to the deep.
    Their constant watch,
    I became stunned.
    Beauty faded,
    Strength waxed away,

    And then I grew up.
    They mattered no more.
    All the lies I believed,
    Like a flood on sloppy hills,
    I let them run down.
    New mindsets I built,
    Strong confidence I gained,
    Because I knew for the best,
    It was I that mattered.

    Like the Phoenix, I rise,
    From the ashes of doubt,
    From the ashes of contempt.
    Like an eagle I soar,
    To the ends of the earth,
    To the storms that may be,
    Because I have believed
    I have all it takes,
    I have all I need.

    My dreams run wild,
    My imagination unlimited.
    I know what I want,
    I know how to get it.
    Like the sun,
    I shine my light.
    Like the stars,
    My glory prevails,
    Because I have believed.

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  16. 96. Slow Down

    • By Vic Lejon
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 18, 2020

    slow down when your world
    is spinning too fast
    when day and night are stuck in dusk
    make sure to enjoy life
    soak in the sunshine
    admire the moonlight
    witness how the clouds gather
    and disperse
    how the wind chases the leaves
    across the street
    treasure the little moments
    that world will still spin
    but you won’t fall off for taking
    a well-deserved break

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  17. 97. Stronger Than You

    Sometimes our lives can take a road that leads to very dark places. Sometimes we find ourselves pushed into difficult places. Some may take a while to find their exit, their gate, their door to freedom. Some may just stop. But I believe it's strength of mind and soul that are our maps, our guides. Our inner strength can surprise us.

    Stronger Than Depression

    There you are, sneaking upon me!
    From the corner of my eye, you make no sound, but I can see!

    I ignore you're there, but you grow each day.
    I fear if I acknowledge you, you will never go away.

    I've seen the power you have over other people's lives,
    I have seen their struggles and them strive

    To keep you in check, to keep you at bay.
    I've seen them give in and allow you to stay.

    The confusion, the havoc you have played,
    I have seen the pain and the price they've paid.

    Swallowing them whole without a thought,
    Like the helpless fish in the net when caught.

    They squirm and wriggle to break free.
    Yes, I see you there, but you won't take me.

    I will not allow your darkness to consume,
    I will not allow the cloud to linger and to loom.

    I will fight you every day and every night,
    Push away the dark, I will stay in the light.

    I see you there waiting to pounce,
    I will stand strong against your call, I will stand strong and denounce!

    For all the sad, pain, and tears you feed upon,
    Your call to me will forever be long.

    As I have seen too many leave,
    I know better, I believe...

    In mind over matter, however dark the day,
    Life is a better place when you're told to go away!

    So move on and take your darkness too.
    I am now stronger, Depression; I'm stronger than you!

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  18. 98. Inspiration

    I got my poem "Song For The World" published on your site. "Inspiration" is actually a poem I wrote prior to writing this poem. It was written in my journal during a difficult time in my life. I hope it inspires you to find the song in your heart and persevere and stay strong during hard times.

    You Have A Song In Your Heart

    I lie awake at night
    Hoping that someone can hear my plea

    That someone above can show me
    Something that I can see

    Walking down the beaten path I ask myself
    It doesn't make any sense

    But I hear a small voice inside
    That you can start again

    You have a song in your heart
    Something to be shared

    A dream that's alive
    Just try and you'll get there

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  19. 99. America The Beautiful

    Katharine Lee Bates was inspired to write this poem while on a trip to Colorado Springs in 1893. When she reached the top of Pikes Peak, she had this to say. “All the wonder of America seemed displayed there, with the sea-like expanse." The first version of “America the Beautiful” was published in a weekly journal, The Congregationalist, on July 4, 1895. Revisions were made in 1904 and then again in 1913 to become the version we know today. It became a patriotic song sung to Samuel A. Ward’s tune “Materna."

    O beautiful for spacious skies,
    For amber waves of grain,
    For purple mountain majesties
    Above the fruited plain!
    America! America!
    God shed his grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea.

    O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
    Whose stern, impassioned stress
    A thoroughfare of freedom beat
    Across the wilderness!
    America! America!
    God mend thine ev’ry flaw,
    Confirm thy soul in self-control,
    Thy liberty in law.

    O beautiful for heroes proved
    In liberating strife,
    Who more than self their country loved,
    And mercy more than life!
    America! America!
    May God thy gold refine,
    Till all success be nobleness,
    And ev’ry gain divine.

    O beautiful for patriot dream
    That sees beyond the years
    Thine alabaster cities gleam,
    Undimmed by human tears!
    America! America!
    God shed his grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea.

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  20. 100. I Am No Longer Afraid

    • By Katelyn Ramsaroop
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011

    This poem is for that special person who has taught me the true meaning of life. He supported me when I was at my weakest. He never failed to make me happy. He taught me how let go of my fears and just live life to the fullest.

    I am no longer afraid to fall,
    for I know whenever I am about to,
    you'll be there to catch me.

    In your eyes I see a world of happiness,
    for now I am no longer afraid of the world on the outside.

    Your arms gives me the comfort of belonging,
    for now I am no longer afraid of being alone.

    Because of you I am no longer afraid.
    You have given me the courage to become who I am today.

    Your love shows me that you'll always be by my side.
    That is why now I am no longer afraid to love.

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