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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William Fox
William Fox
Poem Published
Today 00:27am
Today 00:27am
I Go Along With It
I go along with it so I can get along
of course I know everything is screwy
who couldn't see all the wrong going on
in this beautiful world that should not
be happening it is truly unbelievable
everything is all screwed up and it took
a long time to get there but my problems
are my problem I have to get by myself
in this world I can't fight nobody over it
that would only make it be worse on me
therefore I have to say hell with it and go
out and make my own way
of course I know everything is screwy
who couldn't see all the wrong going on
in this beautiful world that should not
be happening it is truly unbelievable
everything is all screwed up and it took
a long time to get there but my problems
are my problem I have to get by myself
in this world I can't fight nobody over it
that would only make it be worse on me
therefore I have to say hell with it and go
out and make my own way
#politics
#freedom
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TimWombles
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2021 1:35pm
22nd Jan 2021 1:35pm
The World You Want To Own
Alone, on an island, in the middle of the sea
Not a soul around, only person here is me
The world is strange, had to get away
People bullying everyone, just to get their way
You want a nation of people who think just like you?
Toting a Bible, wrapped in red, white, and blue
You want a nation we left in 1955
Before most our nation's citizen were alive
You want subservient women who know their place
And people of color that know their race
Facts and science just get in the way
Ancient dogma is where you want to play ...
Not a soul around, only person here is me
The world is strange, had to get away
People bullying everyone, just to get their way
You want a nation of people who think just like you?
Toting a Bible, wrapped in red, white, and blue
You want a nation we left in 1955
Before most our nation's citizen were alive
You want subservient women who know their place
And people of color that know their race
Facts and science just get in the way
Ancient dogma is where you want to play ...
#politics
#freedom
16 reads
5 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
21st Jan 2021 9:01am
21st Jan 2021 9:01am
This is not a myth
Some say
anonimity is a woman
charcoal chastity unspoken
barriers protect silent veils
in the aquariums of her ebon eyes
faint ballerinas are dancing
when her void unsung
forms break scattered shackles
lucidity levitates from these paintings
granite circles
swollen cheekbones will remind
how violence not has a gender
though a name
that ought not ever
to be spoken
anonimity is woman
though often also
each of these...
anonimity is a woman
charcoal chastity unspoken
barriers protect silent veils
in the aquariums of her ebon eyes
faint ballerinas are dancing
when her void unsung
forms break scattered shackles
lucidity levitates from these paintings
granite circles
swollen cheekbones will remind
how violence not has a gender
though a name
that ought not ever
to be spoken
anonimity is woman
though often also
each of these...
#violence
#freedom
#HumanRights #inequality
#HumanRights #inequality
22 reads
2 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
20th Jan 2021 5:54am
20th Jan 2021 5:54am
I Look At The World (The Higher Road)
I seek to find
the higher road;
in country wide I roam.
But where to find
without bein' blind
a better way to go,
O, a better way to go!
When all around
our dreams lie bound
by fences and corrals;
on paths we walk
comrades who talk
of freer times than now,
O, of freer times than now!
I cannot see
nor feel their pull,
oppressed though they
in joy are masked --
all our wills defy this still:
the better road we lack,
O, the better road we lack!
..... ...
the higher road;
in country wide I roam.
But where to find
without bein' blind
a better way to go,
O, a better way to go!
When all around
our dreams lie bound
by fences and corrals;
on paths we walk
comrades who talk
of freer times than now,
O, of freer times than now!
I cannot see
nor feel their pull,
oppressed though they
in joy are masked --
all our wills defy this still:
the better road we lack,
O, the better road we lack!
..... ...
#racism
#freedom
#LangstonHughes
34 reads
6 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
19th Jan 2021 4:45am
19th Jan 2021 4:45am
We Do Voodoo
Bitch I Got An Itch To Stitch Your Lips Together
So You Cannot Mutter What You Wish To Utter
Your Deception Has Been Received With Perception
Of Your Lies No Surprise I Await Your Cringing Cries
So You Cannot Mutter What You Wish To Utter
Your Deception Has Been Received With Perception
Of Your Lies No Surprise I Await Your Cringing Cries
#violence
#power
#politics
#freedom
#rebellion
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Scolar37
Scott Millar
Scott Millar
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 9:11pm
18th Jan 2021 9:11pm
No Peeking!
To all of you peeking over the wall
There's one comes to mind straight away
No longer will you watch me if I'm to fall
I'm not the same guy as back in "our" day..
The winter has hardened my flesh
The spring has helped me to grow strong
Summer too helped with relighting my soul
Just as autumn kept pushing me along.
Now that I'm finally in full bloom
The fruits of my life are fresh and ripe
It took me a while, I'll admit that
But I had so many years to wipe...
So when I wake up in the morning
When I'm faced with...
There's one comes to mind straight away
No longer will you watch me if I'm to fall
I'm not the same guy as back in "our" day..
The winter has hardened my flesh
The spring has helped me to grow strong
Summer too helped with relighting my soul
Just as autumn kept pushing me along.
Now that I'm finally in full bloom
The fruits of my life are fresh and ripe
It took me a while, I'll admit that
But I had so many years to wipe...
So when I wake up in the morning
When I'm faced with...
#freedom
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0 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 2:21pm
18th Jan 2021 2:21pm
A Song Contained in Silent Refrain
I do not want to preach to the choir
Nor do I want to preach for the choir
But I do want the chorus to understand
That the music in their collective soul
Also sings within the chambers of mine
No one can own or imprison freedom
Shackles and chains cannot contain the heart
Walls will never impede the breath of Jesus
From cooling the embers of hatred's stain
and
Freedom cannot ring in souls of silence
Nor do I want to preach for the choir
But I do want the chorus to understand
That the music in their collective soul
Also sings within the chambers of mine
No one can own or imprison freedom
Shackles and chains cannot contain the heart
Walls will never impede the breath of Jesus
From cooling the embers of hatred's stain
and
Freedom cannot ring in souls of silence
#freedom
15 reads
3 Comments
Andres__Castro
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 6:59pm
16th Jan 2021 6:59pm
This is a Brutal Place
The farthest thing from a safe space.
Where parasites and predators lay in wait.
Hoping every which way to catch young prey
with a rhyme, and wink, and lie, and a slink,
a threat, a shuck, a jive, a twitch, a back-track
a talk-trash, a bold bravado, all from the comfort
of dark rooms with no windows, even if a million
windows spring from the imagination of a dirty
pack of silly willy and scary Avatars that come
and go, come and go, come and go, ad nauseum.
Here, I offer you a tasty dish of snowflakes.
...
Where parasites and predators lay in wait.
Hoping every which way to catch young prey
with a rhyme, and wink, and lie, and a slink,
a threat, a shuck, a jive, a twitch, a back-track
a talk-trash, a bold bravado, all from the comfort
of dark rooms with no windows, even if a million
windows spring from the imagination of a dirty
pack of silly willy and scary Avatars that come
and go, come and go, come and go, ad nauseum.
Here, I offer you a tasty dish of snowflakes.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#freedom
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Stoney223
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 12:49pm
16th Jan 2021 12:49pm
MORNING SILENCE WHEN IT RISES
As I silently walk across the sand leaving behind my footprints as I walk, aimlessly through the mist of the morning rising over the horizon. I stop to admire this piece of insightful beauty here before my eyes, as I inhale and exhale the freshness of the sea breeze filling my lungs with each stroke of the winds. Yet as I stare into the vision of the dead silence, that the morning silent brings with it comes an awakening feeling. As I become so intoxicated by the very thing that hypnotizes, me the most as it transcends through the stairway and gateways of my thoughts. For it is this kind of...
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#freedom
#meditation
#StreamOfConsciousness
24 reads
6 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 00:16am
16th Jan 2021 00:16am
the "god" honest truth
people worship a "God" in their image.... that's not a mystery.... for the greater good of a whole that serves an agenda meant to benefit a machine....
the machine is their "God";
exile to those who don't willfully follow.... surrounded by potential snakes, wolves, & sharks.... and the fact that you can't properly defend yourself from the day you are born; let alone without being thrown amongst their domain (entrapment/imprisonment)....
I believe in a "god", or higher source.......
the machine is their "God";
exile to those who don't willfully follow.... surrounded by potential snakes, wolves, & sharks.... and the fact that you can't properly defend yourself from the day you are born; let alone without being thrown amongst their domain (entrapment/imprisonment)....
I believe in a "god", or higher source.......
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#humankind
#freedom
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
15th Jan 2021 3:29pm
15th Jan 2021 3:29pm
Evil King's Daily Dish
#sex
#power
#freedom #deception
#freedom #deception
40 reads
1 Comment
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
15th Jan 2021 3:21am
15th Jan 2021 3:21am
life after death
I often wonder....
I'm open to the idea;
I often wonder....
I wish it were crystal clear;
I often wonder....
most times I hate it here;
I often wonder....
knowing would eliminate despair/fear....
I often wonder....
I'd like to know;
I often wonder if it's not all show; when others tell their stories and "smile with a glow"
If strong enough belief is all it took to manifest the uncomprehendable; I believe with all my might; that there's something better on...
I'm open to the idea;
I often wonder....
I wish it were crystal clear;
I often wonder....
most times I hate it here;
I often wonder....
knowing would eliminate despair/fear....
I often wonder....
I'd like to know;
I often wonder if it's not all show; when others tell their stories and "smile with a glow"
If strong enough belief is all it took to manifest the uncomprehendable; I believe with all my might; that there's something better on...
#death
#spiritual
#freedom
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