Poems about Freedom
#freedom
Poems about freedom and what it means to truly be free. Poetry about having the freedom to act, speak, and think as you want, and what it means when those rights are taken away. Poetry about situations and parts of the world where people have to fight for their freedom. Also, poetry about freeing yourself from a difficult past.
~amidst all conflicts chaos n diversities, we are ONE
history belongs to its geography”.. i quote
from an awakening piece of a lil well made
docu .. yes, your
robbing away of this place, you keep ever
going on your serial killer spree & a bloody
boring insipidities of your violent stupidities..
open your eyes at least now..
the dna’s of the anciently endowed
sacredness & peace in here.. lapping
in the centred sanctum sanctorum .. are
agelessly infused in the dancing...
from an awakening piece of a lil well made
docu .. yes, your
robbing away of this place, you keep ever
going on your serial killer spree & a bloody
boring insipidities of your violent stupidities..
open your eyes at least now..
the dna’s of the anciently endowed
sacredness & peace in here.. lapping
in the centred sanctum sanctorum .. are
agelessly infused in the dancing...
#culture
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#freedom
#historical
#inspirational
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Union
The sangam of Ganga and Yamuna
is a homosexual union
charming but sterile
my friend knows well
the road to heaven doesn't go
through snaky waters
--R K Singh
is a homosexual union
charming but sterile
my friend knows well
the road to heaven doesn't go
through snaky waters
--R K Singh
#freedom
#God
#nature
#river
#water
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Therefore, I rap
Therefore, I rap
Until ABC through to Z are defeated
or I find inner peace,
this will not be complete
Others rap like they're hungry,
I rap like I just downed my last scantling of pride
and felt it dissolve tongue deep
I rap, I'm a genie free
with a staff and an apple seed
on a day that's free of eve
when Adam is still a heathen,
I rap like a Lamborghini with keys in,
I rap like the track is on ice
as thin as the skin on my shin
and water splashing up through it's cracks
is only one digit past...
Until ABC through to Z are defeated
or I find inner peace,
this will not be complete
Others rap like they're hungry,
I rap like I just downed my last scantling of pride
and felt it dissolve tongue deep
I rap, I'm a genie free
with a staff and an apple seed
on a day that's free of eve
when Adam is still a heathen,
I rap like a Lamborghini with keys in,
I rap like the track is on ice
as thin as the skin on my shin
and water splashing up through it's cracks
is only one digit past...
#astronomy
#freedom
#identity #rap
#identity #rap
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Resistance
Resistance
When the day runs blue
And you wish the night would pass onto
It seems the world has turned upside down
Lost friends that can not be found
You try to find the ground balance is not sound
No where to turn to your spirit just dimmer
All our hopes and dreams seem to flicker
But that’s when the will to live starts to kick in
We must stand our ground find our sounds
Resistance is not a privilege it’s here and now
When the day runs blue
And you wish the night would pass onto
It seems the world has turned upside down
Lost friends that can not be found
You try to find the ground balance is not sound
No where to turn to your spirit just dimmer
All our hopes and dreams seem to flicker
But that’s when the will to live starts to kick in
We must stand our ground find our sounds
Resistance is not a privilege it’s here and now
#evil
#freedom
#hypocrisy #rebellion
#hypocrisy #rebellion
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Inner World I Didn't Know
Embedded in life were small moments. I owned these moments, unknowing anything, just living the dream.
Standing in a room filled with strange people who thought they knew me, and were sure what I would do next—because I was their puppet. All I wanted was for them to get up out of my space.
I was watching something about astronomy. Must have been PBS. No one else was paying attention.
It was a scientific documentary explaining space expansion.
I didn't know the language they were speaking, but I can imagine it must have been physics, speaking of parsecs....
Standing in a room filled with strange people who thought they knew me, and were sure what I would do next—because I was their puppet. All I wanted was for them to get up out of my space.
I was watching something about astronomy. Must have been PBS. No one else was paying attention.
It was a scientific documentary explaining space expansion.
I didn't know the language they were speaking, but I can imagine it must have been physics, speaking of parsecs....
#astronomy
#confessional
#freedom #passion
#freedom #passion
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The only gods this road has ever known
On a dark and lonely highway
destination unknown
my company are the ghosts
haunting the open road
High beams challenging
the painted white line
engine fighting for every mile
rock music, burning oil, and wind
are the only gods this road has ever known
In the rear view mirror
my sins fall behind
laying scattered across the center divide
it's hasta la vista and sayonara
but enough is enough and now I'm free
Stuck in a one horse town
rings all burnt and head gasket blown ...
destination unknown
my company are the ghosts
haunting the open road
High beams challenging
the painted white line
engine fighting for every mile
rock music, burning oil, and wind
are the only gods this road has ever known
In the rear view mirror
my sins fall behind
laying scattered across the center divide
it's hasta la vista and sayonara
but enough is enough and now I'm free
Stuck in a one horse town
rings all burnt and head gasket blown ...
#escape
#freedom
#love
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Sunflower
You are a sunflower
The glory in any flield
I wanted you from a far
But your love was too much
I wanted to be yours
To lick your honeysuckle
To smell your nectar bloom
But your love was too much
You are a sunflower
Green eyes and golden skin
I'm the daffodil king
And I loved you too much
You're a sunflower growing wild
A beauty among the bees
You're not just another wildflower
And I could never tame you
No, I could never tame you
Your love was too high a price to pay
So, I'll...
The glory in any flield
I wanted you from a far
But your love was too much
I wanted to be yours
To lick your honeysuckle
To smell your nectar bloom
But your love was too much
You are a sunflower
Green eyes and golden skin
I'm the daffodil king
And I loved you too much
You're a sunflower growing wild
A beauty among the bees
You're not just another wildflower
And I could never tame you
No, I could never tame you
Your love was too high a price to pay
So, I'll...
#breakup
#flowers
#freedom
#love
#lover
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The Girl Who Ran
Small hands, big eyes,
A little Black girl in a world too heavy for her bones.
A world that didn’t feel like hers,
A body that didn’t feel like home.
She moved through life like a shadow,
Silent, unseen,
Scared of the darkness that crept into her room at night,
That smelled like liquor and sweat and evil.
She had no words for what happened to her,
No voice to scream,
Only silence,
Only the sound of her breath disappearing into nothing.
Her mother was always working,
Always gone,
And when she was home,
Her hands were...
A little Black girl in a world too heavy for her bones.
A world that didn’t feel like hers,
A body that didn’t feel like home.
She moved through life like a shadow,
Silent, unseen,
Scared of the darkness that crept into her room at night,
That smelled like liquor and sweat and evil.
She had no words for what happened to her,
No voice to scream,
Only silence,
Only the sound of her breath disappearing into nothing.
Her mother was always working,
Always gone,
And when she was home,
Her hands were...
#abuse
#courage
#fear
#freedom
#spiritual
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Back to Clay
A flower has been moved out of a pot
where it was trapped in its soil,
to be settled in a garden,
free and boundless.
The flower can finally feel the tickles of the wind,
fluttering amidst the wide field’s frame,
where it can stretch out
without the enclosing walls of terra-cotta.
But what will become of the flower,
when it is being snatched from its heaven,
back to its origin,
back to clay?
where it was trapped in its soil,
to be settled in a garden,
free and boundless.
The flower can finally feel the tickles of the wind,
fluttering amidst the wide field’s frame,
where it can stretch out
without the enclosing walls of terra-cotta.
But what will become of the flower,
when it is being snatched from its heaven,
back to its origin,
back to clay?
#despair
#freedom
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Me, Aristotle and the Potato
Peripatetic potato, so restless,
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
#freedom
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
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house of mimes
what comes to mind- when you imagine a house of mimes? I'd like to imagine at most communicationwise-ASMR vibes- I'd like to imagine nature before every living animal had arised- are deeply innerstood by these archetypes....
I'd like to imagine- a community that genuinely harmonized; I'd like to imagine with many of the "conflicts" known to man- wouldn't arise due to a synchronicity actualized....
a house of mimes?... a corrupted mind would judge and overly criticize; nonverbal interactions- the energy from these types would hit with a stronger...
I'd like to imagine- a community that genuinely harmonized; I'd like to imagine with many of the "conflicts" known to man- wouldn't arise due to a synchronicity actualized....
a house of mimes?... a corrupted mind would judge and overly criticize; nonverbal interactions- the energy from these types would hit with a stronger...
#fiction
#humankind
#philosophical
#peace
#freedom
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a moment of harmony (lyrics)
Verse]
The water calls to me
there's a cold breeze on my face
and sand in my shoes
in the unhurried slide
down a sand dune
[Verse 2]
The sky looks like
it could go on forever
and I take in
the wonder of the
clear blue
[Verse 3]
I feel so small
so humbled
by the harsh crash of waves
and how beautiful
how merciless
the ocean can be
[Chorus]
I could be a grain of sand
or a sea star
washed up on this beach
drawn here by the waters
that...
The water calls to me
there's a cold breeze on my face
and sand in my shoes
in the unhurried slide
down a sand dune
[Verse 2]
The sky looks like
it could go on forever
and I take in
the wonder of the
clear blue
[Verse 3]
I feel so small
so humbled
by the harsh crash of waves
and how beautiful
how merciless
the ocean can be
[Chorus]
I could be a grain of sand
or a sea star
washed up on this beach
drawn here by the waters
that...
#freedom
#peace
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Poems about Freedom