Inspiring poem?

Question

We have a group sharing inspiring /motivational poems. Can you arrange a few?

Answer 1

I'm a poet and write poems...e-mail me. What in particular are you looking for? What kind of theme?

Answer 2

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Answer 3

"Inspiring" is a word that can cover a wide area. Personally, I think Edgar Allen Poe is inspiring; his poetry is what got me into writing poetry of my own, and my shrink is insisting I get some of my stuff published, which I'm having a difficult time figuring out how to do. Nothing I've written could be called "inspiring", but you could look at some websites and see what you find... maybe Mary Shelley (author of Frankenstein) or Edgar might have something for you. You'll have to do the searching on your own, but there's my two cents on it.

Answer 4

I can suggest some.
If you want devotional poems, then the best would be to get Ramanayana.
You can go through Hanuman chalisa.
For patriotic songs, Bankim Chandra,s Vande matram
Tagore's Jan gan man adhinayak jai he..
Iqbal's Sare jahan se achha...
Ramdhari Singh Dinkar and other poets who have written on "Veer Ras".
Some will be available on the website, such as Hanuman chalisa.
Some you can get from bookshops.

Answer 5

Depends on what exactly you're looking for in a poem. Here's a link with many poems: http://sorscm.100webspace.net/. (It's a personal webpage, filled with tons of poems--hers as well as famous poets'-- of someone I know.)
Hope that helps!

Answer 6

O Vaishava Soul!
by Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura

Alas, for those who spend their days
In festive mirth and joy.
The dazzling, deadly, liquid forms
Their hearts fore’er employ.

The shining bottles charm their eyes
And draw their heart’s embrace;
The slaves of wine can never rise
From what we call disgrace.

Was man intended to be
A brute in work and heart?
Should man, the Lord of all around,
From common sense depart?

Man’s glory is in common sense
Dictating us the grace,
That man is made to live and love
The beauteous Heaven’s embrace.

The flesh is not our own, alas,
The mortal frame a chain;
The soul confined for former wrongs
Should try to rise again.

Why then this childish play in that
Which cannot be our own;
Which falls within a hundred years
As if a rose ablown.

Our life is but a rosy hue
To go ere long for naught;
The soul alone would last fore’er
With good or evil fraught.

How deep the thought of times to be!
How grave the aspect looks!
And wrapt in awe become, O, we,
When reading Nature’s books.

Man’s life to him a problem dark,
A screen both left and right;
No soul hath come to tell us what
Exists beyond our sight.

But then a voice, how deep and soft,
Within ourselves is felt,
Man! Man! Thou art immortal soul!
Thee Death can never melt.

For thee thy Sire on High has kept
A store of bliss above,
To end of time, thou art Oh! His—
Who wants but purest love.

O Love! Thy power and spell benign
Now melt my soul to God;
How can my earthly words describe
That feeling soft and broad?

Enjoyment, sorrow—what but lots
To which the flesh is heir?
The soul that sleeps alone concludes
In them it hath a share.

And then, my friends, no more enjoy
Nor weep for all below;
The women, wine, and flesh of beasts
No love on thee bestow.

But thine to love thy brother man
And give thyself to God,
And God doth know your wages fair—
This fact is true and broad.

Forget the past that sleeps and ne’er
The future dream at all,
But act in times that are with thee
And progress thee shall call.

But tell me not in reasoning cold
The soul is made alone
By Earth’s mechanic lifeless rules
And to destruction prone.

My God who gave us life and all
Alone the soul can kill,
Or give it all the joys above
His promise to fulfill.

So push thy onward march, O soul,
Against an evil deed,
That stands with soldiers Hate and Lust—
A hero be indeed.

Maintain thy post in spirit world
As firmly as you can,
Let never matter push thee down—
O stand heroic man.

O Saragrahi Vaisnava soul,
Thou art an angel fair;
Lead, lead me on to Vrindaban
And spirit’s power declare.
There rest my soul from matter free
Upon my Lover’s arms—
Eternal peace and spirits love
Are all my chanting charms.

Answer 7

I've been told my poetry inspires people to commit suicide. Is this any help?

Answer 8

yes i have some as poem defining my life=== my life long message == can you publish it