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Inspirational and Motivational Poems

Inspirational and motivational poems for poems lovers. Enjoy!!!

Choose To Be Happy
By Marlene Rose

Choose to be happy,
Choose to feel great,
Choose not to let things make you irate.

I know that some people are not feeling great,
And I know that some people just know how to hate.
And I wish that all people could be healthy and strong,
And I wish that all people would just get along.

If wands could be waved,  and the world would be cured,
I’d wave that big wand, you can be assured.
But I’ll do what I can every day I am here,
And try to remember “the good,” year to year.

And I choose to be happy,
And I choose to feel great,
And I choose not to let things make me irate!

 

Reincarnation
By Wallace McCrae

“What does Reincarnation mean?”
A cowpoke asked his friend.
His pal replied, “It happens when
Yer life has reached its end.
They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck,
And clean yer fingernails,
And lay you in a padded box
Away from life’s travails.”

“The box and you goes in a hole,
That’s been dug into the ground.
Reincarnation starts in when
Yore planted ‘neath a mound.
Them clods melt down, just like yer box,
And you who is inside.
And then yore just beginnin’ on
Yer transformation ride.”

“In a while, the grass’ll grow
Upon yer rendered mound.
Till some day on yer moldered grave
A lonely flower is found.
And say a hoss should wander by
And graze upon this flower
That once wuz you, but now’s become
Yer vegetative bower.”

“The posy that the hoss done ate
Up, with his other feed,
Makes bone, and fat, and muscle
Essential to the steed,
But some is left that he can’t use
And so it passes through,
And finally lays upon the ground
This thing, that once wuz you.”

“Then say, by chance, I wanders by
And sees this upon the ground,
And I ponders, and I wonders at,
This object that I found.
I thinks of reincarnation,
Of life and death, and such,
And come away concludin’: ‘Slim,
You ain’t changed, all that much.'”

 

Life Is
By Mother Teresa

Life is an opportunity; benefit from it.
Life is a beauty; admire it.
Life is a dream; realize it.
Life is a challenge; meet it.
Life is a duty; complete it.
Life is a game; play it.
Life is a promise; fulfill it.
Life is sorrow; overcome it.
Life is a song; sing it.
Life is a struggle; accept it.
Life is a tragedy; confront it.
Life is an adventure; dare it.
Life is luck; make it.
Life is life; fight for it!

 

The Handwriting On The Wall

A weary mother returned from the store,
Lugging groceries through the kitchen door.
Awaiting her arrival was her 8 year old son,
Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done.

“While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,
T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall!
It’s on the new paper you just hung in the den.
I told him you’d be mad at having to do it again.”

She let out a moan and furrowed her brow,
“Where is your little brother right now?”
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride,
She marched to his closet where he had gone to hide.

She called his full name as she entered his room.
He trembled with fear–he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved
About the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved.

Lamenting all the work it would take to repair,
She condemned his actions and total lack of care.
The more she scolded, the madder she got,
Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!

She headed for the den to confirm her fears.
When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.
It said, “I love Mommy”, surrounded by a heart.

Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it,
With an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all,
Take time to read the handwriting on the wall.

 

As the Day Goes
by Jennifer Johnson

Choices and wrong turns are made,
as the day goes and the sun fades.
People are loved and hearts are broken,
as the day goes and words are spoken.
Smiles and frowns are shown on faces,
as the day goes and children play in open spaces.
Happiness and sadness are felt by all,
as the day goes and night falls.
Tears of joy and tears of pain are shed,
as the day goes and all are in bed.

 

Don’t Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will;
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill;
When the funds are low, and the debts are high;
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh;
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you can never tell how close you are;
It may be near when it seems afar.
So, stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit.

 

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  • Ruchi Tripathi September 13, 2017, 10:02 am

    I loved two poems the most, Don’t Quite and As the day Goes! ?

  • Swapnil Singh April 23, 2017, 3:21 am

    1st poem is excellent. I love the first poem

  • Jaspreet Kaur February 19, 2017, 8:06 am

    Mind-blowing awesome poem….. by mother Teresa

  • Mahendra January 30, 2017, 9:53 am

    Excellent.

  • Joseph December 24, 2016, 3:40 pm

    Wow! thats great work….keep it up.

  • Cyrus Kabuta January 27, 2016, 2:37 am

    This is so good nice poems ….very touching and awe-inspiring

  • Alok October 29, 2015, 2:30 am

    Nice and heart touching lines

  • Shruti agrawal September 10, 2015, 8:44 am

    Very motivating poems

  • Anjali April 29, 2015, 6:38 am

    Can anybody please tell me what is the moral of that 1st poem, choose to be happy??

  • Nidhi somani April 24, 2015, 5:05 am

    These are all awesome… touching.. motivating poems… after reading this all it seems theres somewhere happiness around!!! really these are inspirational!!

  • Astha April 15, 2015, 5:57 am

    There is a place in your heart and I know that it is love,
    And this place could much brighter than tomorrow……….
    And if you really try you will find there is no need to cry,
    In this place you will feel there is no heart or sorrow………
    .
    .
    .
    There are ways together if you care enough for your living ….
    Make a little space for a better place,, heel the world !!!!!
    .
    ..
    .
    Make a little for you and for me and the entire human race…….
    make a little space for you and me……………………….

  • Cole November 3, 2014, 6:16 pm

    Amazing they great poems love them 🙂 < 3

  • Lovfly September 16, 2014, 2:17 pm

    Wonderful poems

  • Navisha seepersad September 6, 2014, 5:34 pm

    Am I am just stunned

  • Tejas August 23, 2014, 12:43 am

    nice poems

  • Arike August 12, 2014, 8:57 pm

    All sorrow
    I leave here
    Never to be remember
    Not as long as this lives

  • Stebin July 30, 2014, 9:54 am

    Nice

  • Samuel Riches Agbogbo June 20, 2014, 11:59 am

    A MUST TO EVERYONE : READ THE POEMS OVER, OVER AND OVER AGAIN
    THUS GREAT
    GOOD JOB DONE

  • Stephen March 16, 2014, 6:36 pm

    Eternal Ink (Author Unknown)

    I dreamed I was in heaven
    Where an angel kept God’s book.
    He was writing so intently
    I just had to take a look.

    It was not, at first, his writing
    That made me stop and think
    But the fluid in the bottle
    That was marked eternal ink.

    This ink was most amazing,
    Dark black upon his blotter
    But as it touched the parchment
    It became as clear as water.

    The angel kept on writing,
    But as quickly as a wink
    The words were disappearing
    With that strange eternal ink.

    The angel took no notice,
    But kept on writing on and on.
    He turned each page and filled it
    Till all its space was gone.

    I thought he wrote to no avail,
    His efforts were in vain
    For he wrote a thousand pages
    That he’s never read again.

    And as I watched and wondered that
    This awesome sight was mine,
    I actually saw a word stay black
    As it dried upon the line.

    The angel wrote and I thought I saw
    A look of satisfaction.
    At last he had some print to show
    For all his earnest action.

    A line or two dried dark and stayed
    As black as black can be,
    But strangely the next paragraph
    Became invisible to see.

    The book was getting fuller,
    The angel’s records true,
    But most of it was blank, with
    Just a few words coming through.

    I knew there was some reason,
    But as hard as I could think,
    I couldn’t grasp the significance
    Of that eternal ink.

    The mystery burned within me,
    And I finally dared to ask
    The angel to explain to me
    Of his amazing task.

    And what I heard was frightful
    As the angel turned his head.
    He looked directly at me,
    And this is what he said…

    I know you stand and wonder
    At what my writing’s worth
    But God has told me to record
    The lives of those on earth.

    The book that I am filling
    Is an accurate account
    Of every word and action
    And to what they do amount.

    And since you have been watching
    I must tell you what is true;
    The details of my journal
    Are the strict accounts of YOU.

    The lord asked me to watch you
    As each day you worked and played.
    I saw you as you went to church,
    I saw you as you prayed.

    But I was told to document
    Your life through all the week.
    I wrote when you were proud and bold,
    I wrote when you were meek.

    I recorded all your attitudes
    Whether they were good or bad.
    I was sorry that I had to write
    The things that make God sad.

    So now I’ll tell the wonder
    Of this eternal ink,
    For the reason for its mystery
    Should make you stop and think.

    This ink that God created
    To help me keep my journal
    Will only keep a record of
    Things that are eternal.

    So much of life is wasted
    On things that matter not
    So instead of my erasing,
    Smudging ink and ugly blot…

    I just keep writing faithfully and
    Let the ink do all the rest
    For it is able to decide
    What’s useless and what’s the best.

    And God ordained that as I write
    Of all you do and say
    Your deeds that count for nothing
    Will just disappear away.

    When books are opened someday,
    As sure as heaven is true;
    The Lord’s eternal ink will tell
    What mattered most to you.

    If you just lived to please yourself
    The pages will be bare,
    And God will issue no reward
    For you when you get there.

    In fact, you’ll be embarrassed,
    You will hang your head in shame
    Because you did not give yourself
    In love to Jesus’ name.

    Yet maybe there will be a few
    Recorded lines that stayed
    That showed the times you truly cared,
    Sincerely loved and prayed.

    But you will always wonder
    As you enter heaven’s door
    How much more glad you would have been
    If only you’d done more.

    For I record as God sees,
    I don’t stop to even think
    Because the truth is written
    With God’s eternal ink.

    When I heard the angel’s story
    I fell down and wept and cried
    For as yet I still was dreaming
    I hadn’t really died.

    And I said: O angel tell the Lord
    That soon as I awake
    I’ll live my life for Jesus-
    I’ll do all for His dear sake.

    I’ll give in full surrender;
    I’ll do all he wants me to;
    I’ll turn my back on self and sin
    And whatever isn’t true.

    And though the way seems long and rough
    I promise to endure.
    I’m determined to pursue the things
    That are holy, clean and pure.

    With Jesus as my helper,
    I will win lost souls to Thee,
    For I know that they will live
    With Christ for all eternity

    And that’s what really matters
    When my life on earth is gone
    That I will stand before the Lord
    And hear Him say, well done.

  • Stephen March 16, 2014, 2:52 pm

    The Alphabet

    Although things are not perfect
    Because of trial or pain
    Continue in thanksgiving
    Do not begin to blame
    Even when the times are hard
    Fierce winds are bound to blow
    God is forever able
    Hold on to what you know
    Imagine life without His love
    Joy would cease to be
    Keep thanking Him for all the things
    Love imparts to thee
    Move out of “Camp Complaining”
    No weapon that is known
    On earth can yield the power
    Praise can do alone
    Quit looking at the future
    Redeem the time at hand
    Start every day with worship
    To “thank” is a command
    Until we see Him coming
    Victorious in the sky
    We’ll run the race with gratitude
    X alting God most high
    Y es, there’ll be good times and yes some will be bad, but…
    Z ion waits in glory…where none are ever sad!

  • ANDYBARRY March 3, 2014, 4:45 pm

    I enjoyed every poem and mine is on the way. Kudos

  • H H Chanchani January 28, 2014, 12:50 pm

    Thoughts for Life
    Unknown Author

    The best cosmetic
    for lips is truth
    for voice is prayer
    for eyes is pity
    for hands is charity
    for heart is love
    and for life is friendship

    No one can go back and make a brand new start
    Anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending

    God didn’t promise days without pain
    Laughter without sorrow, sun without rain
    But He did promise strength for the day
    Comfort for the tears and light for the way

    Disappointments are like road bumps,
    they slow you down a bit
    but you enjoy the smooth road afterwards
    Don’t stay on the bumps too long
    Move on

    When you feel down because you didn’t get what you want
    just sit tight and be happy
    because God has thought of something better to give you

    When something happens to you, good or bad
    consider what it means
    There’s a purpose to life’s events
    to teach you how to laugh more or not to cry too hard

    You can’t make someone love you
    all you can do is be someone who can be loved
    the rest is up to the person to realize your worth

    It’s better to lose your pride to the one you love
    than to lose the one you love because of pride

    We spend too much time looking for the right person to love
    or finding fault with those we already love
    when instead we should be perfecting the love we give

    Never abandon an old friend
    You will never find one who can take there place
    Friendship is like wine
    it gets better as it grows older

    When people talk behind your back, what does it mean
    Simple! It means that you are two steps ahead of them
    So, keep moving ahead in Life.

  • Stephen January 28, 2014, 12:26 pm

    Drink & Drive
    Unknown Author

    I went to a party Mom,
    I remembered what you said.
    You told me not to drink, Mom,
    So I drank soda instead.

    I really felt proud inside, Mom,
    The way you said I would.
    I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,
    Even though the others said I should.

    I know I did the right thing, Mom,
    I know you are always right.
    Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
    As everyone is driving out of sight.

    As I got into my car, Mom,
    I knew I’d get home in one piece.
    Because of the way you raised me,
    So responsible and sweet..

    I started to drive away, Mom,
    But as I pulled out into the road,
    The other car didn’t see me, Mom,
    And hit me like a load.

    As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
    I hear the policeman say,
    “The other guy is drunk,” Mom,
    And now I’m the one who will pay.

    I’m lying here dying, Mom….
    I wish you’d get here soon.
    How could this happen to me, Mom?
    My life just burst like a balloon..

    There is blood all around me, Mom,
    And most of it is mine.
    I hear the medic say, Mom,
    I’ll die in a short time.

    I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
    I swear I didn’t drink.
    It was the others, Mom.
    The others didn’t think.

    He was probably at the same party as I.
    The only difference is, he drank
    And I will die.

    Why do people drink, Mom?
    It can ruin your whole life.
    I’m feeling sharp pains now.
    Pains just like a knife.

    The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
    And I don’t think it’s fair.
    I’m lying here dying
    And all he can do is stare.

    Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
    Tell Daddy to be brave.
    And when I go to heaven, Mom,
    Put “GOOD BOY ” on my grave.

    Someone should have told him, Mom,
    Not to drink and drive.
    If only they had told him, Mom,
    I would still be alive.

    My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
    I’m becoming very scared.
    Please don’t cry for me, Mom.
    When I needed you, you were always there.

    I have 1 last question, Mom.
    Before I say good bye.
    I didn’t drink and drive,
    So why am I the one to die?

  • ROY January 27, 2014, 9:52 am

    Be the Best of Whatever You Are
    Douglas Malloch

    If you can’t be a pine on the top of the hill,
    Be a scrub in the valley — but be
    The best little scrub by the side of the rill;
    Be a bush if you can’t be a tree.

    If you can’t be a bush be a bit of the grass,
    And some highway happier make;
    If you can’t be a muskie then just be a bass —
    But the liveliest bass in the lake!

    We can’t all be captains, we’ve got to be crew,
    There’s something for all of us here,
    There’s big work to do, and there’s lesser to do,
    And the task you must do is the near.

    If you can’t be a highway then just be a trail,
    If you can’t be the sun be a star;
    It isn’t by size that you win or you fail —
    Be the best of whatever you are!

  • H H Chanchani January 23, 2014, 11:51 am

    Children:

    Your children are not your children,
    They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.

    They come through you, but not from you.

    And though they are with you,
    they do not belong to you.

    Who they become has less to do with who you are,
    than who they are.

    You may give them your love,
    but not your thoughts or values.

    By your example, you show a way that is yours,
    as they search for theirs.

    You are the bow from which your children,
    as living arrows, are sent forth.

    The Archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
    and he bends you with His might,
    that
    His arrows may go swift and far.

    Let your bending, in the Archer’s hand,
    be steadfastly true to yourself.

    For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
    so too does
    He love the bow that is strong and stable.

  • H H Chanchani January 23, 2014, 11:50 am

    My Mother

    Not thinking about it
    I’ve copied your style
    The way that you walk
    The way that you smile

    You fashioned my dreams
    You painted my hopes
    I’ve learned to make knots
    At the end of my ropes

    We all learn to love,
    But not from a friend
    I learned your strength
    And when I should bend

    Mom, you’ve mapped the way
    To Heaven above
    By teaching me kindness
    By teaching me love.

  • Tejasv Kalra November 4, 2013, 5:09 am

    Hi these poems are very useful. Well can I post my poem here, here is the poem – The Giant Toad

    I was walking on a straight road
    When suddenly in front of me came a giant toad

    He charged towards me with full pace
    He possessed a large body and an ugly face

    I ran and ran and found a hole which was inhabited by a cute mole

    The mole ran away on seeing the toad
    Leaving not a single soul on the road

    The giant toad walked away leaving me surprised and at bay.

    Tejasv kalra

  • Madiphapang October 1, 2013, 1:58 am

    What a wonderful poems life is, yooooo same people know how to bright someone day THANK U!!!

  • Khadejah September 22, 2013, 3:22 pm

    I love the life is poem it’s amazing!!!!! 😀

  • Sukanyaduraisamy August 9, 2013, 10:06 am

    Nice poem Life Is. I liked it most.

  • Sonde Maria July 19, 2013, 5:46 am

    All are awesome.

  • Mogatshani Maseli July 19, 2013, 3:40 am

    I am so touched, inspired, motivated and above all overwhelmed by these poems.

  • Mercy Limbua June 16, 2013, 9:37 am

    Never quit is an inspiration to my life.

  • Effah Christopher Anane May 7, 2013, 10:49 am

    That’s good, God be with you.

  • Debbie Bongiovanni April 23, 2013, 12:17 pm

    Be optimistic in your life,
    Believe that things will go your way,
    And if you need a little help,
    Take some time and pray.

    You need to have positive thoughts,
    The negative needs to leave,
    And if you thing long enough,
    You truly will believe.

    So you did think good thoughts,
    And being optimistic made things right,
    And it was all because,
    You saw the light.

  • Jeny Awit April 16, 2013, 6:19 pm

    MY LORD GOD, ALWAYS ON CALL

    When I’m down and weary,
    I call His name and He rescues me.

    When I’m unconscious and wounded,
    I call His name and He puts me on tract and heals me.

    When I’m disgusted and disturbed,
    I call His name and He comforts me.

    When I’m problematic and uneasy,
    I call His name and I find peace.

    When I’m lonely and alone,
    I call His name and He’s with me in spirit.

    When I’m troubled and feel defeated,
    I call His name and He defends and shields me.

    When I’m happy and overwhelmed,
    I call His name, give thanks and praise Him.

    That’s MY LORD GOD, always ON CALL.

  • Stanley Equaneal April 9, 2013, 6:33 pm

    Very touching and moving.

  • Stephen April 1, 2013, 9:40 am

    Sweet Memories
    By Charlotte Anselmo

    In quiet times I often sit
    And find my mind adrift
    To another place, another time
    And oh! My spirits lift!

    I see your happy, smiling face,
    And that twinkle in your eye.
    I hear you sing your favorite song
    And I laugh…and then I cry.

    Inside my heart Sweet Memories
    Stay with me each day
    I cherish, and I cling to them
    For I miss you in every way.

    Each thing I see…
    Each thing I do, brings you close to me
    For everything upon this earth
    Brings Sweet Memories of you.

    I imagine our reunion
    Some day at heaven’s gate
    It fills my heart with happiness…
    But for now, I’ll have to wait.

    Until my life upon this earth
    And my work here is complete
    Sweet Memories will keep me
    Until at last again we meet.

  • Stephen March 29, 2013, 8:12 am

    The Vow
    By Malcolm O. Varner

    No matter how deep the sadness or wide the pain,
    I vow to live for a brighter day will come again.

    No matter how many mistakes I’ve made in the past,
    I vow to live and in the future avoid them, surefooted and fast.

    No matter how many tragedies beyond my control take place,
    I vow to live and stay my course within this race.

    No matter how poor or rich I may ever be,
    I vow to live and aspire to search for the dignity in simplicity.

    No matter how much a lover may pierce the inner core of my heart,
    I vow to live for like spring I’ll get a new start.

    No matter how isolated and alone I may feel,
    I vow to live and do something for someone else to heal.

    No matter how hopeless my situation my appear,
    I vow to live and reflect until my viewpoint is clear.

    No matter what happens in this life – good or bad
    I vow to live, do my best, and just for living – be glad.

  • Stephen March 29, 2013, 8:11 am

    Just One
    By unknown

    One song can spark a moment,
    One flower can wake the dream
    One tree can start a forest,
    One bird can herald spring.

    One smile begins a friendship,
    One handclasp lifts a soul.
    One star can guide a ship at sea,
    One word can frame the goal

    One vote can change a nation,
    One sunbeam lights a room
    One candle wipes out darkness,
    One laugh will conquer gloom.

    One step must start each journey.
    One word must start each prayer.
    One hope will raise our spirits,
    One touch can show you care.

    One voice can speak with wisdom,
    One heart can know what’s true,

    One life can make a difference,
    You see, it’s up to you!

  • Agnes March 24, 2013, 1:40 pm

    Nice poems. I like them very much.

  • Precious March 13, 2013, 2:54 am

    I find these poems inspirational, they helped me to go each and every day with a smile.

  • Stephen January 24, 2013, 4:19 pm

    Red Roses

    Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
    And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
    The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
    The card said, “Be my Valentine”, like all the years before.

    Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
    “I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.
    My love for you will always grow, with every passing year.”
    She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

    She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
    Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
    He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
    Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

    She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
    Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
    She would sit for hours, in her husband’s favorite chair.
    While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

    A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
    With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
    Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
    The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

    She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
    Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
    The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
    Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

    “I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,”
    The owner said, “I knew you’d call, and you would want to know.
    The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance.
    Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.

    There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
    And he has paid, well in advance, you’ll get them every year.
    There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
    He wrote a special little card…he did this years ago.

    Then, should ever I find out that he’s no longer here,
    That’s the card…that should be sent, to you the following year.”
    She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
    Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

    Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
    Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote…
    “Hello my love, I know it’s been a year since I’ve been gone,
    I hope it hasn’t been too hard for you to overcome.

    I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
    For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
    The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
    I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife.

    You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
    I know it’s only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
    I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
    That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.

    When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
    That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
    I have always loved you and I know I always will.
    But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.

    Please…try to find happiness, while living out your days.
    I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
    The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
    When your door’s not answered, when the florist stops to knock.

    He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
    But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
    To take the roses to the place, where I’ve instructed him,
    And place the roses where we are, together once again.

  • Simar uppal January 23, 2013, 11:21 am

    Realy these poems are very interesting with heart touching wordings n very inspiring.

  • Praveena Dubey December 30, 2012, 3:39 am

    Very nice and beautiful poems for inspiring the students.

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 3:21 pm

    Two Days We Should Not Worry
    Author Unknown

    There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

    One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares,
    its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.

    Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.
    All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday.

    We cannot undo a single act we performed;
    we cannot erase a single word we said.
    Yesterday is gone forever.

    The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow
    with all its possible adversities, its burdens,
    its large promise and its poor performance;
    Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.

    Tomorrow’s sun will rise,
    either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise.
    Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow,
    for it is yet to be born.

    This leaves only one day, Today.
    Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
    It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

    It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
    it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.

    Let us, therefore, Live but one day at a time.

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 3:04 pm

    I Am Powerful!
    Author Unknown

    I am very powerful!
    Whatever I set my mind on having, I will have.
    Whatever I decide to be, I will be.
    The evidence is all around me.
    The power of my will has brought me precisely to where I am right now.
    I have made the choices. I have held the thoughts.
    I have taken the actions to create my current reality.
    And I have the power to change it into whatever I want it to be.
    With the choices I make, I am constantly fulfilling the vision I have for my life.
    If that does not seem to be the case —
    then I am deceiving myself about what I really want.
    Because what I really, truly want, I will get!
    What I truly wanted in the past, I already have.
    If I want to build a billion-dollar business, I will take the actions necessary to do it.
    If I want to sit comfortably watching TV night after night —
    I will take the actions necessary for that.
    Don’t be disappointed in my results —
    they’re just the outward manifestation of my priorities.
    I will be sure of what I truly want,
    because I am sure to get it!

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 12:53 pm

    What Do Angels Look Like?
    By Veronica M. Hay

    Like the little old lady who returned your wallet yesterday.

    Like the taxi driver who told you that
    your eyes light up the world, when you smile.

    Like the small child who showed you
    the wonder in simple things.

    Like the poor man who offered
    to share his lunch with you.

    Like the rich man who showed you it
    really is all possible, if only you believe.

    Like the stranger who just happened to come along,
    when you had lost your way.

    Like the friend who touched your heart,
    when you didn’t think you had one left to touch.

    Angels come in all sizes and shapes,
    All ages and skin types.

    Some with freckles, some with dimples,
    some with wrinkles, some without.

    They come disguised as friends, enemies,
    teachers, students, lovers and fools.

    They don’t take life too seriously,
    They travel light.

    They leave no forwarding address,
    They ask for nothing in return.

    They wear sneakers with gossamer wings,
    They get a deal on dry cleaning.

    They are hard to find when your eyes are closed, But
    They are everywhere you look when you choose to see.

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 12:49 pm

    The Greatest Little Boy
    By Don Schlitz

    The greatest little boy, in a baseball hat,
    stands in the field, with his ball and bat.
    Says “I am the greatest player of them all!”
    He puts his bat on his shoulder,
    and he tosses up his ball.

    And the ball goes up, and the ball comes down,
    and he swings his bat all the way around.
    The world’s so still you can hear the sound,
    as the baseball falls, to the ground.

    Now the little boy doesn’t say a word…
    Picks up his ball. He is undeterred.
    Says, “I am the greatest there has ever been!”
    And he grits his teeth. And he tries it again.

    And the ball goes up, and the ball comes down,
    and he swings his bat all the way around.
    And the world’s so still you can hear the sound,
    as the baseball falls, to the ground.

    He makes no excuses; he shows no fear
    He just closes his eyes, and listens to the cheers.

    Now the little boy, he adjusts his hat.
    Picks up his ball. Stares at his bat.
    Says “I am the greatest, and the game is on the line!”
    So he gives his all, one last time.

    And the ball goes up, like the moon so bright,
    swings his bat, with all his might.
    And the world’s as still as still can be,
    and the baseball falls; and that’s strike 3.

    Now it’s supper time, and his momma calls.
    Little boy starts home, with his bat and ball.
    Says, “I am the greatest, that is a fact…
    but even I didn’t know, I could pitch like that!”

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 12:40 pm

    Steps To Happiness
    Author Unknown

    Everybody Knows:
    You can’t be all things to all people.
    You can’t do all things at once.
    You can’t do all things equally well.
    You can’t do all things better than everyone else.
    Your humanity is showing just like everyone else’s.

    So:
    You have to find out who you are, and be that.
    You have to decide what comes first, and do that.
    You have to discover your strengths, and use them.
    You have to learn not to compete with others,
    Because no one else is in the contest of *being you*.

    Then:
    You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness.
    You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions.
    You will have learned to live with your limitations.
    You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due.
    And you’ll be a most vital mortal.

    Dare To Believe:
    That you are a wonderful, unique person.
    That you are a once-in-all-history event.
    That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.
    That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.
    And you’ll be able to stay one up on what used to get you down.

  • Stephen November 28, 2012, 12:13 pm

    And A Meadowlark Sang
    By Ravindra Kumar Karnani

    “The child whispered, ‘God, speak to me’
    And a meadow lark sang.
    The child did not hear.

    So the child yelled, ‘God, speak to me!’
    And the thunder rolled across the sky
    But the child did not listen.

    The child looked around and said,
    ‘God let me see you’ and a star shone brightly
    But the child did not notice.

    And the child shouted,
    ‘God show me a miracle!’
    And a life was born but the child did not know.

    So the child cried out in despair,
    ‘Touch me God, and let me know you are here!’
    Whereupon God reached down
    And touched the child.

    But the child brushed the butterfly away
    And walked away unknowingly.”

  • sasha November 18, 2012, 11:38 am

    The beauty and the Beast!

    There!
    The cat like creature marches,
    Yes,
    burning bright as he said!
    A stride and another….
    And a look to the right and a look to the left…
    There the majesty ambles,
    And I… walking behind…with an urge to
    Click. And a capture!
    Beauty, burning bright!!
    Am thinking….
    Here! A raggedy stick yells at me!
    There the march stops and a sudden look back!
    Oh! Yes! Still burning bright!
    But
    it is the beast this time!!

  • KIARA October 2, 2012, 10:41 am

    Live ur life as never lived by anyone
    Smile every second that people may get confused whether to smile or laugh
    Speak something so sweet that people mst need to have medicine
    Be calm as the cool river which says nothing but so much
    Which being so simple and quiet attracts everyone
    Stays so free and mast that people may say is everything right?
    Stand on the platform of courage so bravely that everyone must comment “what a man or women”
    Come out of the cage
    Come out on the road of life
    Let there be happiness & glitterings surround you
    Let there be a life lived by u<3
    GIVE AT LEAST A CHANCE TO IT

  • Monia Neeraj September 28, 2012, 5:16 am

    Mind blowing………heart touching… keep it up.

  • JERUSHA June 1, 2012, 4:34 am

    roses are red,
    tulips are blue,
    honeys are sweet
    and so are u my mom! 🙂

  • lamia May 31, 2012, 4:54 am

    Life is life, fight for it…
    beautiful poems, thanks a lot for sharing.

  • Sanna May 26, 2012, 12:53 pm

    Don’t quit. . . . One of the motivating . . It gets me feeling of fighting our sorrows and troubles all the time.

  • Deepak May 25, 2012, 4:58 am

    Laudably poems….each having a unique & a brilliant thought!!!

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