Poetry for MySpace
Each page contains different selections - in the following categorieslove poems, friendship poems, inspirational poems,
classic poetry, famous poems, American Poetry and MORE!
MySpacePoetry
Bookmark us TodayPoetry MySpace
Friendship Poems
![]() A smile costs nothing, but gives much- It takes but a moment, but the memory of it usually lasts forever. None are so rich that can get along without it- And none are so poor but that can be made rich by it. It enriches those who receive, without making poor those who give- It creates sunshine in the home, Fosters good will in business, And is the best antidote for trouble- And yet it cannot be begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is of no value Unless it is given away. Some people are too busy to give you a smile- Give them one of yours- For the good Lord knows that no one needs a smile so badly As he or she who has no more smiles left to give. author unknown |
EDIT COPY AND EDIT PASTE
send in comments or decorate your page
Inspiring Poem Category below
Bookmark us TodayThe Road Not Taken
inspiring poetry for your myspace
![]() Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveller, 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 travelled by, And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost |
EDIT COPY and edit PASTE
from box below!
Great for decorating your pages!
or send to a friend
sweet poem for your myspace
![]() A Mind is the master power that molds and makes, And we are Mind, and evermore we take The tool of thought, and shaping what we will, Bring forth a thousand joys, a thousand ills, We think in secret, and it comes to pass - Our world is but our looking glass. James Allen |
EDIT COPY and edit PASTE
from box below!
Great for decorating your pages!
or send to a friend
Love words for myspace
![]() moments shared flashing across, bringing me to the past, your face resurfaced in my mind. Listening to soft instrumental music, memories built swirling around, tugging at my heart insistently, your warmth and gentleness hugged me. Pausing all my actions in mid motion, images locked unfolding once more, stirring bittersweet emotions, your presence never left me. Shuffling among the good memories, open conversations stimulating my heart, reaffirming my love for you once more, your sincerity kissed my soul. Smiling sweetly at no one, visions created mingling happily, filling me up with hopes and wishes, your future links intricately with mine. |
EDIT COPY and edit PASTE
from box below!
Great for decorating your pages!
or send to a friend
inspiration poem
![]() Great deeds of valour and might, That count the most in the summing up of life at the end of the day. But it is the doing of old things, Small acts that are just and right; And doing them over and over again, no matter what others say; In smiling at fate, when you want to cry, and in keeping at work when you want to play - Dear, those are the things that count. And, dear, it isn’t the new ways Where the wonder-seekers crowd That lead us into the land of content, or help us to find our own. But it is keeping to true ways, Though the music is not so loud, And there may be many a shadowed spot where we journey along alone; In flinging a prayer at the face of fear, and in changing into a song a groan - Dear, these are the things that count. My dear, it isn’t the loud part Of creeds that are pleasing to God, Not the chant of a prayer, or the hum of a hymn, or a jubilant shout or song. But it is the beautiful proud part Of walking with feet faith-shod; And in loving, loving, loving through all, no matter how things go wrong; In trusting ever, though dark the day, and in keeping your hope when the way seems long - Dear, these are the things that count. |
EDIT COPY and edit PASTE
from box below!
Great for decorating your pages!
or send to a friend
Search under SPRING OR FLOWERS | ||||||||||







