Poetry is more than just words. It’s art, a form of expression, and a rhythmic way of communication. So, here we have listed some of the best inspirational poems that’ll encourage you to be better for yourself and stand for yourself in difficult times. A good poem can make anyone laugh, think, motivate, and inspire. The thoughtful words and heart-touching metaphors of these poems will perk up your heart and brain.
13+ Inspirational Poems
Short Inspiring Poems
Poems bring a positive vibe and give strength to overcome problems. Here are a few short verses that inspire us in many ways.
1. Move Past This
When you are feeling down And all you can muster up is a frown That is the time to stop And count your blessings until you drop. Focus on all of life’s good And you will find things work out as they should Feeling sorry and just sitting around It is a sure thing to bring you down. Take some action, make a move. It doesn’t matter if others approve. Nothing lasts forever You will move past this if you endeavor! —Catherine Pulsifer
2. I’m busy
I’m busy; but not in the way most people accept. I’m busy calming my fear and finding my courage. I’m busy listening to my kids. I’m busy getting in touch with what is real. I’m busy growing things and connecting with the natural world. I’m busy questioning my answers. I’m busy being present in my life. —Brooke Hampton
3. Keep Going
When failures come – keep going. When you feel like giving up – keep going When people mock your idea – keep going When challenges you face – keep going When mistakes are made, learn – but keep going Because perseverance just keeps going! —Kate Summers
Inspiring Poems About Women
Women play several roles effortlessly with a tremendous amount of grit and determination. They never fail to inspire everyone around them.
4. Being Independent
I do not want to have you To fill the empty parts of me. I want to be full on my own. I want to be so complete. I could light a whole city And then I want to have you Cause the two of us combined Could set it on fire. —Rupi Kaur
5. The Applicant
First, are you our sort of a person? Do you wear A glass eye, false teeth, or a crutch, A brace or a hook, Rubber breasts or a rubber crotch, Stitches to show something’s missing? No, no? Then How can we give you a thing? Stop crying. Open your hand. Empty? Empty. Here is a hand To fill it and willing To bring teacups and roll away headaches And do whatever you tell it. Will you marry it? It is guaranteed To thumb shut your eyes at the end And dissolve of sorrow. We make new stock from the salt. I notice you are stark naked. How about this suit– Black and stiff, but not a bad fit. Will you marry it? It is waterproof, shatterproof, proof. Against fire and bombs through the roof. Believe me; they’ll bury you in it. Now your head, excuse me, is empty. I have the ticket for that. Come here, sweetie, out of the closet. Well, what do you think of that? Naked as paper to start But in twenty-five years, she’ll be silver, In fifty, gold. A living doll, everywhere you look. It can sew, it can cook, It can talk, talk, talk. It works; there is nothing wrong with it. You have a hole; it’s a poultice. You have an eye; it’s an image. My boy, it’s your last resort. Will you marry it, marry it, marry it. —Sylvia Plath
6. Mothers
The last time I was home to see my mother, we kissed exchanged pleasantries and un pleasantries pulled a warm comforting silence around us and read separate books I remember the first time I consciously saw her we were living in a three-room apartment on burns avenue mommy always sat in the dark I don’t know how I knew that, but she did that night I stumbled into the kitchen maybe because I’ve always been a night person or perhaps because I had wet the bed she was sitting on a chair the room was bathed in moonlight diffused through those thousands of panes landlords who rented to people with children were prone to put in windows she may have been smoking, but maybe not her hair was three-quarters her height which made me a strong believer in the Samson myth and very black I’m sure I just hung there by the door I remember thinking: what a beautiful lady she was very deliberately waiting perhaps for my father to come home from his night job or maybe for a dream that had promised to come by “come here,” she said, “I’ll teach you a poem: I see the moon the moon sees me God bless the moon and god bless me.” I taught it to my son who recited it for her just to say we must learn to bear the pleasures as we have borne the pains —Nikki Giovanni
Inspiring Poems About Men
A dad, son, brother, and husband—a man plays many roles in his life too. These poems about them are an inspiration.
7. Ulysses
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy’d Greatly, have suffer’d greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone, on shore, and when Thro’ scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour’d of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro.’ Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish’d, not to shine in use! As tho’ to breathe were life! Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle— Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labour, by slow prudence, to make mild A rugged people, and thro’ soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centered in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil’d, and wrought, and thought with me— That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, ‘T is not too late to seek a newer world. Push off and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose, holds To sail beyond the sunset and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’ We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. —Alfred Lord Tennyson
8. The Charge of the Light Brigade
I Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. “Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!” he said. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. II “Forward, the Light Brigade!” Was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew Someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. III Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. IV Flashed all their sabres bare, Flashed as they turned in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army while All the world wondered. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right through the line, they broke; Cossack and Russian Reeled from the sabre stroke Shattered and sundered. Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. V Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell. They that had fought so well Came through the jaws of Death, Back from the mouth of hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. VI When can their glory fade? O, the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honour the charge they made! Honour the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred! —Alfred Lord Tennyson
9. Sonnet 7: How Soon Hath Time , The Subtle Thief Of Youth
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stol’n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew’th. Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arriv’d so near; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu’th. Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure ev’n To that same lot, however, mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heav’n: All is if I have grace to use it so As ever in my great Task-Master’s eye. —John Milton
Inspirational Poems About Love
Love, too, needs the inspiration to bring the best out of you. When you love someone from your heart, it motivates you. So here, let’s know about a few inspirational poems about love.
10. Love, Love, Love, Love, Love Without A Doubt
How do you write a poem about Love? It cannot be caught and is beyond words’ power of depiction. It has no place to be, all places are filled with Love. Without Love would anything have any savour? Love is what joins Love is what flows Love is what counts Love is what grows Love is what’s known. Love is all around Love is all about Love is all we ask Love is all we give Love is all I have. Love wants nothing Love needs nothing Love misses nothing Love excludes nothing Love is what this is all about. Joining, flowing, counting, growing, knowing around, about asking, giving, having All is Love, of that I have no doubt. —David Taylor
11. Life Is Love, And Love Is Life
life is life; however it would go love is love, no matter what would occur love is growing more with every hearts beat feelings of my heart could never change love is life, life is love you can enjoy them as much as you want…. —Anna Jonson
12. Love, Love, Love – Thank God
Love, love, love… Thanks goes to the all mighty one from up above. You’ve brought my mate just to my side… You’ve led the spiritual path for your son’s holy guided stride. He gave up his life for your good; holy loved, wide spread word… Many people were forgiven, of this fact forgiven ex-sinners have world widely heard. Fate united me to my bride… Cupid’s arrow gave me such a wonderful wild, crazy ride. Thank God… Amen! —Michael Gale
Inspirational Poems About Family
Our world revolves around our family. Our family inspires us to put our best foot forward, move on in life, and face any difficulty with courage.
13. Family Means Different Things
Family means different things to different people. To some, family means mom, dad, and the kids. To others, family means single parents doing the job of two to make a home. To some, family means living with grandparents too. To others, family is the aunt or uncle who has stepped up to fill in for parents. To some, family means two moms or two dads growing a family together. To others, family means two people multiplying their love through adoption. To some, family is limited to blood relations. To others, family includes friends who are there through thick and thin. To some, family is all about the people in their lives. To others, pets are considered family members too. Yes, family means different things to different people, But every family has one thing in common, and that’s love. —Kelly Roper
Poems About Encouragement
Poems provide us silent words of wisdom and are a great source of motivation. These encouragement poem scan become an instrument to soothe us and move on in life.
14. One
One thing can change the world. 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 can bring a friendship, One handclasp can lift a soul; One star can guide a ship at sea, One cheer can obtain a goal. One vote can change a Nation, One sunbeam can lift a room; One candle wipes out darkness, One laugh will conquer gloom. One look can change two lives; One kiss can make love bloom. One step must start each journey, One word must start each prayer; One hope can 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, One life is me and you…. —Shivam Suchak
