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.
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Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
Today 1:59am
Today 1:59am
Modern DEMOCRACY Comes From the MAGNA CARTA And England's Parliamentarianism
Forget Greece, etc. as the source of democracy.
If it weren't for Britain's leadership, there wouldn't be any democracy around today.
Greece's example is just too distant and ancient.
What was different in Britain that enabled democratic values to thrive/dominate ??
Well the MAGNA CARTA was forced upon King John in 1215.
It was a power-sharing agreement between the king and the barons.
The English king gave up certain powers:
he was no longer an "absolute monarch" !!
All the other kings(of Spain, France, etc) were absolute rulers.
England was...
If it weren't for Britain's leadership, there wouldn't be any democracy around today.
Greece's example is just too distant and ancient.
What was different in Britain that enabled democratic values to thrive/dominate ??
Well the MAGNA CARTA was forced upon King John in 1215.
It was a power-sharing agreement between the king and the barons.
The English king gave up certain powers:
he was no longer an "absolute monarch" !!
All the other kings(of Spain, France, etc) were absolute rulers.
England was...
#technology
#freedom
#art
#meditation
#responsibility
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:30pm
Yesterday 7:30pm
Every Nerve Aware
It was the way every note woke up my spiritual senses
I could feel the real reel of poetic cinematic creation
Thus an old wanderlust in the waiting heart commences
To a not too distant future of vivid and lively imagination
It’s a keen dream, a mean scene between machine and man
A colorful picturesque landscape of nothing but open spaces
The carefree heart yearns to run like wind as if to transcend
When a deep need for speed is like going off to the races
But it’s not for those who are undecided or scared
It’s for the ones who are...
I could feel the real reel of poetic cinematic creation
Thus an old wanderlust in the waiting heart commences
To a not too distant future of vivid and lively imagination
It’s a keen dream, a mean scene between machine and man
A colorful picturesque landscape of nothing but open spaces
The carefree heart yearns to run like wind as if to transcend
When a deep need for speed is like going off to the races
But it’s not for those who are undecided or scared
It’s for the ones who are...
#music
#travel
#freedom #NaPoWriMo2021
#freedom #NaPoWriMo2021
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BeginningPoet
James B.P.
James B.P.
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:02pm
Yesterday 1:02pm
world in change
dream
if you must,
to feel safe
to feel free
in that
near future,
stretch out
the beginner's
past,
worked
with shells
of hand and bone,
which
may choose
and dig
the dreamer's
last grave.
if you must,
to feel safe
to feel free
in that
near future,
stretch out
the beginner's
past,
worked
with shells
of hand and bone,
which
may choose
and dig
the dreamer's
last grave.
#politics
#freedom
#consumerism
#culture
#responsibility
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 00:31am
10th Apr 2021 00:31am
Free As A Spring Breeze
Staying as cool as a Spring breeze no matter the heat
Hurdling stumbling blocks without missing a beat
Defeat's so foreign to me that I need an interpreter
To loudly convey that Day's a Soldier
Never been a jester; competence is my watchword
Trying to fly higher than the news' ghetto bird
As we're observed like caged birds that can't fly
Everywhere we go, there's a watchful eye on you & I
A far cry from what I would consider to be free
To me it seems the meaning of free is seen subjectively
If we're free, then tell me...
Hurdling stumbling blocks without missing a beat
Defeat's so foreign to me that I need an interpreter
To loudly convey that Day's a Soldier
Never been a jester; competence is my watchword
Trying to fly higher than the news' ghetto bird
As we're observed like caged birds that can't fly
Everywhere we go, there's a watchful eye on you & I
A far cry from what I would consider to be free
To me it seems the meaning of free is seen subjectively
If we're free, then tell me...
#lies
#LifeStruggles
#God #freedom
#God #freedom
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fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 6:38pm
9th Apr 2021 6:38pm
If it Weren't For God
Well if it weren't for God
I'd still be in love..
and I'd still be a child
sweet as the rain,
bold and unafraid-
If it weren't for God
I would be alive
not a sin, nor a vice
just and freed, a Wild Heart,
the dance on summer's light
And if it weren't for God
My old friends would be here
my family would love me
the lovers of my youth would hold me
and we would live without fear
but it's because of God
that the lovers of my past
shook their heads
my father raged and he...
I'd still be in love..
and I'd still be a child
sweet as the rain,
bold and unafraid-
If it weren't for God
I would be alive
not a sin, nor a vice
just and freed, a Wild Heart,
the dance on summer's light
And if it weren't for God
My old friends would be here
my family would love me
the lovers of my youth would hold me
and we would live without fear
but it's because of God
that the lovers of my past
shook their heads
my father raged and he...
#hate
#identity
#religion
#God
#freedom
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 7:13am
9th Apr 2021 7:13am
Personality Assessment
Creative, free spirited fellow
Amiable, mellow, deep thinking dude
Malleable mind imbued curiosity
People pleaser no scarcity of charm
Angers rarely, harms none with intent
Ill will often spent chastising himself
Great wealth is found in human connection
Never sated sensual predilection for intimate romance
Eschewing the expected dance instead steps in time to self composed beat
Recoils if micromanaged not due to conceit or pride
Stated simply, the master inside demands authenticity.
Amiable, mellow, deep thinking dude
Malleable mind imbued curiosity
People pleaser no scarcity of charm
Angers rarely, harms none with intent
Ill will often spent chastising himself
Great wealth is found in human connection
Never sated sensual predilection for intimate romance
Eschewing the expected dance instead steps in time to self composed beat
Recoils if micromanaged not due to conceit or pride
Stated simply, the master inside demands authenticity.
#identity
#myself
#freedom
#art
#NaPoWriMo2021
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DaryaWaters
Darya Waters
Darya Waters
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 1:10pm
7th Apr 2021 1:10pm
TO FLY - BUT FOR A SECOND
Running at a brisk
But by no means fast pace
My legs carry me forward
Rather than following a route or trail
I choose to run West, as far as I can before I lose my wind.
Upon reaching the curb of a 3-way stop,
Feeling adventurous I spring into the air
And suddenly, time halts.
For a moment
For an instance
The rhythmic pulse of rubber
On concrete is silenced.
I am suspended
Superimposed
Above the ground.
My shadow is still
A momentary tableaux
And for that second I am free.
...
But by no means fast pace
My legs carry me forward
Rather than following a route or trail
I choose to run West, as far as I can before I lose my wind.
Upon reaching the curb of a 3-way stop,
Feeling adventurous I spring into the air
And suddenly, time halts.
For a moment
For an instance
The rhythmic pulse of rubber
On concrete is silenced.
I am suspended
Superimposed
Above the ground.
My shadow is still
A momentary tableaux
And for that second I am free.
...
#strength
#wind
#freedom
#sports
#escape
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BeginningPoet
James B.P.
James B.P.
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 7:33am
7th Apr 2021 7:33am
Back
I find myself
collected
in dreams,
the night
washes
me over
the softness
of memories,
burning
oil lamps
dampen
the night,
and the moon
beckons
for pleasure,
the stars
are stuck
in mid-town,
lost
in their
travels,
and i
just turned
a street corner
thinking
i saw them,
but i am
back
in my dreams.
collected
in dreams,
the night
washes
me over
the softness
of memories,
burning
oil lamps
dampen
the night,
and the moon
beckons
for pleasure,
the stars
are stuck
in mid-town,
lost
in their
travels,
and i
just turned
a street corner
thinking
i saw them,
but i am
back
in my dreams.
#freedom
#art
#passion #reading
#passion #reading
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8 Comments
PunchDrunk
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 4:48pm
6th Apr 2021 4:48pm
Corporate Blues
Buried in so many prayers
The lives worth fighting for
Sweep in and out of the city
Punching the numbers
Cleaning the tables
Absorbed in the condensation
Of the skyscraper windows
Mellow and lonely
The computer tech's only cat has cancer
And the dark chocolate
And the opening night sex tournaments
Can't abate the coma
Or Google away the aftermath
Of dividing her life between
Scarf shopping and Monopoly
Christmas on computer screens
Mortgage debt and disfigured means
Bead up on God's toy...
The lives worth fighting for
Sweep in and out of the city
Punching the numbers
Cleaning the tables
Absorbed in the condensation
Of the skyscraper windows
Mellow and lonely
The computer tech's only cat has cancer
And the dark chocolate
And the opening night sex tournaments
Can't abate the coma
Or Google away the aftermath
Of dividing her life between
Scarf shopping and Monopoly
Christmas on computer screens
Mortgage debt and disfigured means
Bead up on God's toy...
#politics
#freedom
#consumerism
#morality
#tradition
29 reads
6 Comments
Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 9:47am
3rd Apr 2021 9:47am
Call.
Call out..
For all your worth.
Against the tide.
The opposing opinions.
Against a narrow view.
Let truth reign.
The only light.
Guiding others from the darkness.
Away from demon seed.
The seeds of deception.
Outside.
Into the free air
To escape tyranny.
And their genetic sabotage.
Run, run, run!
Don’t look back.
You can never be part.....
Of the destruction.
The enslavement forthcoming.
Don’t be scared if nobody loves you anymore.
Just speak your truth and walk your...
For all your worth.
Against the tide.
The opposing opinions.
Against a narrow view.
Let truth reign.
The only light.
Guiding others from the darkness.
Away from demon seed.
The seeds of deception.
Outside.
Into the free air
To escape tyranny.
And their genetic sabotage.
Run, run, run!
Don’t look back.
You can never be part.....
Of the destruction.
The enslavement forthcoming.
Don’t be scared if nobody loves you anymore.
Just speak your truth and walk your...
#freedom
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ThatOneGuyTrippy
Poem Published
1st Apr 2021 7:07am
1st Apr 2021 7:07am
Achieve With Your People
Im scattered minded, but I don’t really care
No lie, just matter, ghost walking on air
Above the waters, flowing, killing, dismissin
I’m inner dimension
I’m here on a mission
You cannot come get me
I’m far in the galaxy, observing your petty
I’m so fucking lit
The lighter inside me is burning incense
So back off my vortex, before you get hit
I might sound like an asshole, but I just know when my power’s being taken
So I say what I need to say when I’m writing my music
No faking illusions, fuck these illusions
So...
No lie, just matter, ghost walking on air
Above the waters, flowing, killing, dismissin
I’m inner dimension
I’m here on a mission
You cannot come get me
I’m far in the galaxy, observing your petty
I’m so fucking lit
The lighter inside me is burning incense
So back off my vortex, before you get hit
I might sound like an asshole, but I just know when my power’s being taken
So I say what I need to say when I’m writing my music
No faking illusions, fuck these illusions
So...
#birth
#death
#freedom
#art
#passion
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2 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
31st Mar 2021 4:22pm
31st Mar 2021 4:22pm
www.deadinside.com(what I'd like to do at the end of the world....)
if boredom could kill; I'm dead a million times over....
whether or not I'm sober; there's no "files" worth while in my folder....
I'd like to down a whole bottle of whiskey, while on a roller coaster....
then eat out the buffet till I'm full and rolling over(lol)....
then hit a hotel room sleep in, just to wake up and do it again; perhaps meet a "special friend"; new day with a different spin....
whether or not I'm sober; there's no "files" worth while in my folder....
I'd like to down a whole bottle of whiskey, while on a roller coaster....
then eat out the buffet till I'm full and rolling over(lol)....
then hit a hotel room sleep in, just to wake up and do it again; perhaps meet a "special friend"; new day with a different spin....
#funny
#freedom
#escape #boredom
#escape #boredom
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