Motivation Poems

Motivation poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of motivation poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on motivation are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Motivation In Charges

Motivation In Charges short poem

Charges, a poignant word brimmed with an electric power. that possesses a bitter venom with a dual quality that makes one pessimistic and the other optimistic who deems charges as challenges towards an indelible fame. Yes, the same charges in

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Gateway To Success

Gateway To Success sonnet poems

Goal is a dream, Strive for your goal. Follow your dreams, Realize your potential. Seize every opportunity, In most difficult times. When faced with impending failures, Do not lose hope. Mobilize your thoughts, Overcome fear. Keep a positive mindset, Shun

Stars Shine

Stars Shine elegy

walking through dark lanes , the night was soundless and reserve . wind roared with a whistle and rattled the barren leaves, thinking and analyzing the problem , glanced the stars which shine. they shine and shine , flicker but

Just Thinking

Just Thinking long poem

This came to me while sitting in my room reading poems of doom and gloom. Other poems of despair and dread, even poems were people wished they were dead. What, did you miss taking our meds? ‘Cause you can’t do

Unearth

Unearth short poem

When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you’re galumphed seems all uphill. When the funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. Remember a beggar and

Hooked

Hooked long poem

Smoke a little weed, drink a little drink, there’s nothing to it or so you think but before you keep going you need to take a good look because underneath there lies a hook. So you do a little here

The Migraine

The Migraine prose poem

If only he knew that day’s outcome; That his migraine so intense, would make him ignore the alarm’s sound; That he’d be heavily traffic-bound on his way to work; That he’ll get in the boardroom and see seated, his expectant

Who I Am

Who I Am prose poem

Why won’t anyone listen to what I say, one ear out the other or completely pushed away? My voice is soft yes but I still have a voice, just like others’ decision to listen is their very own choice. I

Inside Out

Inside Out short poem

In a world where a hold is placed on perspective, and accomplishment is marked by material things. Never lose your inner child. In a world where everyone grows up and forgets the things that make them happiest, never lose your

Stew

Stew prose poem

I am not sure if you enjoy stew or not. But it’s one of my favorite things. You take some of your favorite meat and bring it to a simmer, along with a couple vegetables and a couple seasonings. Chopped

The Man

The Man short poem

Every day in his life was hell, Repercussions he could hardly spell. He endured drudgery to pay his bills, No time for Netflix and chills. Man, he never had the privilege of peers, His world was always shrouded by petulant

Not Ten Feet Toll

Not Ten Feet Toll short poem

Entering the room consumes all in the boardroom All eyes rise all phones are placed down without a groan or a sound Walking in proud owning the floor just walked on for sure endowed Honing the sharp minds for the

Poems containing references to : Motivation

You Are the Master of Life

You Are the Master of Life short poem

Aim to be the Master of Life. Heaven never waits; let’s take this today, before it’s gone like yesterday Every generation gets the grief, sure do we all; But the Master is he who doesn’t feel perplexed at all. One,

Dreams

Dreams short poem

Dreams. They could have been of concrete. Of bricks, with the mortar of motivation holding them together. They were once. But now, they are a deck of cards. A house of cards as a child would make in his spare

Tttd – (triple T, D)

Tttd   (triple T, D) short poem

TTTD my split personality The voice that speaks through me My co-pilot of philosophy My creative side kick That knocks the worldliness Right out of me The expression of thoughts Deep down inside of me The motivation that sets my

How will I survive…without another word!?

How will I survive...without another word!? long poem

Very often we seek love, warmth, caress, inspiration and motivation to move on. Very often we ask for guidance if not from God then from men to confirm our decisions. Very often we struggle to live through heartaches of solace

I Am Brave

I Am Brave long poem

Brave is nothing without proof But believe me I do believe I am brave Perhaps you will see that Maybe now Maybe in the generation Or maybe not It starts with the nature of you I am braver Than yesterday

Siblings Lane

Siblings Lane long poem

I fall back into time and remember how loving and caring both of you were… What great time we had together…. Be it our Verbal Duel in English, Or, rickshaw journey to School together. After school snacking of Kachori and

Longing For You

Longing For You short poem

You are source of motivation in life for continuity, Taking breath is, only, doable with your deep proximity. You are my dreamer in sprouting confidence, and love to live, I search, always, a little space in your heart to thrive.

A Little Thing Called ‘purpose’

A Little Thing Called purpose long poem

Sometimes souls are inspired Sometimes souls are broken Sometimes souls have goals Sometimes souls be laissez-faire Is there really a purpose for the existence of a soul? My soul contemplated. First there was nothing when the soul was personified in

Your Only One

Your Only One short poem

Please make me the one Your lucky one and not anyone’s Thy lifetime best friend and not just a friend Your forever companion in every situation Thy forever cheerleader because you’re my champion. I want to be the one Who

Promises To Keep

Promises To Keep short poem

We resolve to turn a new leaf in our lives Yet go back to whining old ways in no time Why do we break promises ever so often? When we want a better future than our past or present Why

God’s Nation

Gods Nation long poem

Look around you, how many of these faces do you really know? Could you put a name to each face, or do some people not ring a familiar tone? Do you go to church all dressed in your Sunday best?

Melody Of Life

Melody Of Life short poem

Sky , it never say’s bye , day and night makes me believe , that faith only hugs and with hope future can surely can be conceive , green and blue are not just color but emotions to feel. every

When Life Retreats Death

When Life Retreats Death short poem

In the tropical section of the Earth, There stays a transient period. Brimful of relief and silence, that thresholds peace to any and all living blood. Then the commitment reverses, and brings a modest scuffle. After a prolonged omnipresent silence,

What Kind Of God Would Treat Us This Way?

What Kind Of God Would Treat Us This Way? prose poem

What kind of God would treat us this way? In mankind the wide spectrum between evil to good can be found. In some, such kindness, while in others a wickedness not to be believed is in play. The ancients believed

He”- An Important Persona

He”  An Important Persona long poem

“HE” He is an important persona. He is- who is omnipresent, and makes me feel special. He is- who is outstandingly unique, that nobody can ever beat. He is- who rings the bells of my heart, with a dart. “HE”

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You Don’t

You Dont prose poem

I’m scrunched in partially obscured view seating, hands at my temples, elbows pressed to the balcony rail. Look up, Sherman Alexie! I squint through borrowed glasses, willing your signature pen to drop, your writer’s eyes to find me. I’m cheap.

Feelings

Feelings prose poem

Our central nervous system together with all its neuron cells make up our brains and spinal cords And with it all our emotions and feelings which signal when there is something wrong with us That is how a mother can

A Prisoner Of Freedom

A Prisoner Of Freedom short poem

I believed I was free, Then I learned of norms, Of perceptions about me. Traditions held me back, Where my spirits soared, Turning my soul so black. Love came with shackles, An inheritance of beliefs, Trapped in social tentacles. They

Tombstones

Tombstones short poem

I saw tombstones Some ornate , others plain. All had a story hidden Of fulfilment and emptiness. Death is a leveller And makes us realise All are equal Even if born amidst riches. The journey from cradle to grave Is

Give A Lift

Give A Lift prose poem

So you are aware of a need Are you prepared for the deed? So you want to reach out and help Are you prepared to go the depth So you want to do all you can But do you have

Evaluation

Evaluation short poem

As much try shaking off odd feeling can’t avoid On face seems normalcy deep within I’m paranoid All evident brave fronts and donned blasé guise Reflect chinks in armor of societal compromise Frayed old compulsions often daunt and afflict Daubed

Shylynn

Shylynn short poem

Babe Shylynn what a pleasure it was to meet you. Illness weakened you and made it tough for you. We had to say goodbye long before we wished for. O’ what a sad cold winter’s day Heaven above had plans

Smile for Me

Smile for Me short poem

I am looking for a moment to get rid of my fear The moonlight shines upon me as I walk the lonely road What a fool I am, I don’t know what tomorrow will be I was sure that I

Never loved

Never loved short poem

She feels like Chandramukhi a woman who never was loved but only used by many to realise their dreams May be that was her fate to be a rung of a ladder to the unknown passersby coming to quench their

Lighter Than A Feather

Lighter Than A Feather prose poem

Lighter than a feather, when weighed on you though, never heavier, Rain in the storm, blown away I’m torn, open up, it’s not like the norm Adored but not shown, praises that become worn, Show me the love, where’s the

Fickle Mind

Fickle Mind short poem

A steady mind does not exhibit emotions A disturbed mind often leads to irritation A happy mind feels Life as a Gods given gift to enjoy A sorrow mind feels no charm in leading the life An angry mind sees

Wild Feelings

Wild Feelings prose poem

Emotions run high They are like wild horses at times Feelings just hide themselves in my heart Like the new brides The wild horses can’t be controlled I don’t have the faintest idea why I lose the inklings of why

Pie

Pie short poem

And there I sat at the table without a thing to eat. We often take the sweetest and most precious things life has to offer for granted. The thought persisted. Of all things I decided to bake a pie. All things