Have you ever wanted to do something, but have felt a lack of inspiration to do? If so, then you are one of many. I for one used to be like that, but I was able to find the inspiration to do something I now truly love to do. That something I love to do is write poetry. Some people read magnificent poems, yet they never know what was in the artist’s mind. Yes, I do say artist because a poet is an artist as well though their palette is their beautiful language instead of a delicate stroke with the paintbrush.

Moving on, I shall now tell you how I get inspiration for my poetry. There are many ways in I usually do so. One such way is by listening to music. I listen to a lot of music, nearly constantly when I am at home. So I am always getting ideas in my head. But usually the ones that give me the inspiration for a poem are ones that make me cry, meaning that they basically connect with my emotions giving me this drive to be creative. Often I base my poems upon my emotions, usually what I am feeling within that moment. Sometimes, I base my poems on how someone else is feeling. For example if someone is sad, then I may write a poem to try and cheer them up. Sometimes I get inspiration by looking outside and seeing the beautiful nature that surrounds us.

Basically these thoughts have been my main inspirations. I’m sure it is different for everyone. But I hope this essay gave you some positive insight into how I come about writing my poems. I will leave you with one of my creations, the inspiration for it being that I have bouts of depression and I see it as being this darkness within me. So this piece is called Reflective Darkness.

” Into the wall I gazed,

Reflective, not a mirror though,

But a metal wall,

Reflecting my image,

Why if it was a mirror,

Maybe it would also be reflecting my soul,

So I simply stared,

As day turned to night,

And night turned to silence,

I just kept staring,

Not moving my face,

Emotionless,

Then near me,

I saw another reflection,

It looked nearly demonic,

I knew this must be the darkness within,

I can control it, but it simply reminded me,

It was there.”