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muses Poems

12 poems about muses

muses is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 12 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees muses in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.

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Writing Sweetly Inspiriting Words And About Umpteen Beautiful Things

Listen, dear readers. My name is Hébert. Brierre, Vilaire, Césaire, Baudelaire, And I write sweetly inspiriting words, And about umpteen beautiful things. We find Lociano Benjamin and Victor Hugo Who…

by 60Etincelles👁 3Read →

Waiting For The Muse Of Inspiration

There's no worst enemy for an artist, than one's lack of abillity to do! Waiting for one's muse is not the smartest. Sometimes, inspiration is a hard chew. You must light the fire of passion…

by BrendonTheKing👁 1Read →

The Tragedy of Muses

The Tragedy of Muses Nine muses given to us by the Gods, glorious daughters of Zeus and Memory Poets of the epic, sacred and love, historian, musician, tragedy, dance, comedian, and astronomer What…

by demetria_carter👁 3Read →

To My Muse

You're a dope ass individual, and you're Incredibly fuckng beautiful. Like... Everytime I see your face one any Social media platform, I'm jus like damn. How could God make Anyone that beautiful and…

by Germaine QuestRead →

The Muse of Suffering

No one told me that I would suffer for the muse. I wake up; I think of her. I write; I think of her. I eat, drink, sleep; I think of her. She never thinks of me. At best, that thought is a…

by On Reserve👁 4Read →

Lost and Found

Muses are supposed to be: soft, loving; passionate, burning; But you are: lost, looking. Your eyes are wide open, always searching; you see everything, but find nothing. Poets are supposed to be:…

by On Reserve👁 3Read →

Never Pretty

I've never been pretty. Too chubby, too fond of curse words, large shoulders and back fat, Yet I may have something. Maybe it's my voice, the melodic way it can reach the highest notes. Maybe it's my…

by madyateyourson👁 4Read →

On the Sometimes Annoying Existence of Mythical Greek Entities in Our Culture

I call on you, oh faithful Nine Of isle of myth of long ago. Would you please bless these words of mine So I can burst from head to tow With rhymes? I think that they should be Radiating then with…

by The Greenhorn Parnassian👁 2Read →

Absent Muse

Surroundings uninspiring— lost in a mind’s abyss, Euterpe distraught and limp. Notes tumbled from her flute too soft to echo, too lame to provoke a response. Only when sought her sisters’ help. could…

by ebf92992👁 1Read →

To My Muse

You inspire me I do not know who you are Or have the slightest clue What you look like What you sound like What job you do But you keep me up late You fill my thoughts I use to think that to have a…

by Morgan Coffey👁 1Read →

Angling muse

You seduced me. Drew me in played me for the fool and I bit took the bait tried to dart away only driving the hook in deeper now here I am at your pondering mercy; throw me in your creel fry me up…

by MarkL33👁 2Read →

Silence is rust-colored

Inspire me, inspire me. Aid me, wonderful muse. A love song, a horror story, cliffhanger, maybe? Anything at all, I'll make you an offer you can't refuse. I'll sell you my soul if I simply must. Tell…

by Chia95👁 2Read →