Short inspirational poems, there's 13 of them here for you to enjoy and savor. I've selected and fine-tuned this collection to ensure that it only houses poems that inspire, give hope and offer an insight or two.
Many of these are beloved timeless classic pieces that's been enjoyed by readers through the ages. Each of these poems brings to our awareness, wisdom and a meaningful message.
Please don't hurry through reading them. If you can, slowly read and reread each poem. It's even better if you can take a few minutes to ponder about each poem to see what new ideas, insights or perspectives you can take away with you.
Some of these poems have been claimed by readers to be life-changing. An example is The Wage by Jessie B. Rittenhouse. Though short, it contains deep meaning and it's powerful. If you can commit it to memory and play it often in your mind, it might just lead you down a new life...
I hope you'll be inspired, find meaning and come to love these beautiful poems! Let me know what you think of these poems!
A Lesson from History by Joseph Morris
Everything's easy after it's done; Every battle's a "cinch" that's won; Every problem is clear that's solved-- The earth was round when it _revolved!_ But Washington stood amid grave doubt With enemy forces camped about; He could not know how he would fare Till _after_ he'd crossed the Delaware.
Though the river was full of ice He did not think about it twice, But started across in the dead of night, The enemy waiting to open the fight. Likely feeling pretty blue, Being human, same as you, But he was brave amid despair, And Washington crossed the Delaware!
So when you're with trouble beset, And your spirits are soaking wet, When all the sky with clouds is black, Don't lie down upon your back And look at _them_. Just do the thing; Though you are choked, still try to sing. If times are dark, believe them fair, And you will cross the Delaware!
A Time To Believe by B.J. Morbitzer
To believe is to know that every day is a new beginning. Is to trust that miracles happen, and dreams really do come true.
To believe is to see angels dancing among the clouds, To know the wonder of a stardust sky and the wisdom of the man in the moon.
To believe is to know the value of a nurturing heart, The innocence of a child's eyes and the beauty of an aging hand, for it is through their teachings we learn to love.
To believe is to find the strength and courage that lies within us When it's time to pick up the pieces and begin again.
To believe is to know we are not alone, That life is a gift and this is our time to cherish it.
To believe is to know that wonderful surprises are just waiting to happen, And all our hopes and dreams are within reach.
Can you sing a song to greet the sun, Can you cheerily tackle the work to be done, Can you vision it finished when only begun, Can you sing a song?
Can you sing a song when the day's half through, When even the thought of the rest wearies you, With so little done and so much to do, Can you sing a song?
Can you sing a song at the close of the day, When weary and tired, the work's put away, With the joy that it's done the best of the pay, Can you sing a song?
It Takes Courage by Author Unknown
It takes strength to be firm, It takes courage to be gentle.
It takes strength to conquer, It takes courage to surrender.
It takes strength to be certain, It takes courage to have doubt.
It takes strength to fit in, It takes courage to stand out.
It takes strength to feel a friend's pain, It takes courage to feel your own pain.
It takes strength to endure abuse, It takes courage to stop it.
It takes strength to stand alone, It takes courage to lean on another.
It takes strength to love, It takes courage to be loved.
It takes strength to survive, It takes courage to live.
Keep Sweet by Strickland W. Gillilan
Don't be foolish and get sour when things don't just come your way-- Don't you be a pampered baby and declare, "Now I won't play!" Just go grinning on and bear it; Have you heartache? Millions share it, If you earn a crown, you'll wear it-- Keep sweet.
Don't go handing out your troubles to your busy fellow-men-- If you whine around they'll try to keep from meeting you again; Don't declare the world's "agin" you, Don't let pessimism win you, Prove there's lots of good stuff in you-- Keep sweet.
If your dearest hopes seem blighted and despair looms into view, Set your jaw and whisper grimly, "Though they're false, yet I'll be true." Never let your heart grow bitter; With your lips to Hope's transmitter, Hear Love's songbirds bravely twitter, "Keep sweet."
Bless your heart, this world's a good one, and will always help a man; Hate, misanthropy, and malice have no place in Nature's plan. Help your brother there who's sighing. Keep his flag of courage flying; Help him try--'twill keep you trying-- Keep sweet.
Letting Go by Author Unknown
To let go doesn't mean to stop caring; It means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off... It's the realization that I can't control another... To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try and change or blame another, I can only change myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own outcomes. To let go is not to be protective, It is to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment. To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone, but to try to become what I dream I can be. To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future. To let go is to fear less and love more.
Life Still Has A Meaning by Author Unknown
If there is a future there is time for mending- Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow- If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.
If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping- When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.
Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling- If there is time for praying there is time for healing.
So if through your window there is a new day breaking- Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,
If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning- There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.
Looking Back by Edgar A. Guest
I might have been rich if I'd wanted the gold instead of the friendships I've made. I might have had fame if I'd sought for renown in the hours when I purposely played. Now I'm standing to-day on the far edge of life, and I'm just looking backward to see What I've done with the years and the days that were mine, and all that has happened to me.
I haven't built much of a fortune to leave to those who shall carry my name, And nothing I've done shall entitle me now to a place on the tablets of fame. But I've loved the great sky and its spaces of blue; I've lived with the birds and the trees; I've turned from the splendor of silver and gold to share in such pleasures as these.
I've given my time to the children who came; together we've romped and we've played, And I wouldn't exchange the glad hours spent with them for the money that I might have made. I chose to be known and be loved by the few, and was deaf to the plaudits of men; And I'd make the same choice should the chance come to me to live my life over again.
I've lived with my friends and I've shared in their joys, known sorrow with all of its tears; I have harvested much from my acres of life, though some say I've squandered my years. For much that is fine has been mine to enjoy, and I think I have lived to my best, And I have no regret, as I'm nearing the end, for the gold that I might have possessed.
My Wage by Jessie B. Rittenhouse
I bargained with Life for a penny, And Life would pay no more, However I begged at evening When I counted my scanty store;
For Life is a just employer, He gives you what you ask, But once you have set the wages, Why, you must bear the task.
I worked for a menial's hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have paid.
(This poem is alerting us to the belief of "ask, and ye shall receive". If we were to ask for a low wage because we believed that we don't deserve more, life will very surely pay us a low wage. However, if we dare to ask for bigger things and are willing to shoulder the responsibilites, then just as likely we'll get what we've asked for.)
One by Shawnee Kellie
One word 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....
With doubt and dismay you are smitten You think there's no chance for you, son? Why, the best books haven't been written The best race hasn't been run, The best score hasn't been made yet, The best song hasn't been sung, The best tune hasn't been played yet, Cheer up, for the world is young!
No chance? Why the world is just eager For things that you ought to create Its store of true wealth is still meagre Its needs are incessant and great, It yearns for more power and beauty More laughter and love and romance, More loyalty, labor and duty, No chance--why there's nothing but chance!
For the best verse hasn't been rhymed yet, The best house hasn't been planned, The highest peak hasn't been climbed yet, The mightiest rivers aren't spanned, Don't worry and fret, faint hearted, The chances have just begun, For the Best jobs haven't been started, The Best work hasn't been done.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
The Simple Things by Edgar A. Guest
I would not be too wise--so very wise That I must sneer at simple songs and creeds, And let the glare of wisdom blind my eyes To humble people and their humble needs.
I would not care to climb so high that I Could never hear the children at their play, Could only see the people passing by, And never hear the cheering words they say.
I would not know too much--too much to smile At trivial errors of the heart and hand, Nor be too proud to play the friend the while, Nor cease to help and know and understand.
I would not care to sit upon a throne, Or build my house upon a mountain-top, Where I must dwell in glory all alone And never friend come in or poor man stop.
God grant that I may live upon this earth And face the tasks which every morning brings And never lose the glory and the worth Of humble service and the simple things.