This is a poem that I wrote recently about being inspired about this new year and trying to take advantage of the year as a whole to accomplish my goals.
This is a poem that I wrote recently about someone I love who inspires me very much, reminding them that they are beautiful in every way.
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how I often live in the past and fear the future, but that giving up is not an option. Each stanza ends with a repeated verse, which stems from something I said in a prayer the other night in a shower (as odd as that sounds). I thought it was neat, so I wrote it down and ran with it.
This is a poem that I wrote about how I have lately been feeling more at peace than usual because I have been learning to truly love myself and enjoy my own company.
This is a poem about having a nameless inspiration. I often write about a nameless her, romantic poetry inspired by no one in particular, and this is about that concept.
This is a poem I wrote about finding the silver lining in things. Typically, bloodshed is the result of injury or pain, but there are many positive reasons why it sheds as well.
This is a poem that I just wrote while listening to the masterpiece "Seven Days Walking" by composer Ludovico Einaudi, specifically the "Day Six" album, which I have linked. It is a powerful piece and the poem was inspired by the music.
This poem is about the beginning of my weight loss efforts. I purchased a scale recently to learn my weight for the first time in more than five years, and I have already lost 5 pounds. The longest running goal in my life has been to lose weight and become thin, and it seems I am finally in the right place in life to realize that goal.
This is a poem that I wrote the other night. I saw someone post a song that they wrote called Cold Rain about their weight loss, and it encouraged me to finally take crucial steps for my own and is a message to myself that, though it will be a difficult road, I will be there for me.
This is a poem that I just wrote about somebody experiencing new highs and lows simultaneously, and how they have said so much that they, for once, are at a loss of what to say.