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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The statue of liberty.
The lack of purity.
I traveled the seven seas,
To finally be free.
I opened Pandora's box.
Survived the 7 plagues of hell.
It's time to procreate.
It's time to wish you well.
Throw in your 2 cents.
And I'll question how you think.
The fan blows your thoughts around.
You have no logic or reasoning.
Now join our expedition!
I conquer just for show!
I know my little girl,
Doesn't want to be alone.
Ill show you how much I love her.
When I shut you fake fucks out. ...
The lack of purity.
I traveled the seven seas,
To finally be free.
I opened Pandora's box.
Survived the 7 plagues of hell.
It's time to procreate.
It's time to wish you well.
Throw in your 2 cents.
And I'll question how you think.
The fan blows your thoughts around.
You have no logic or reasoning.
Now join our expedition!
I conquer just for show!
I know my little girl,
Doesn't want to be alone.
Ill show you how much I love her.
When I shut you fake fucks out. ...
#freedom
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I don’t fit in
I think about the times we are in
I don’t belong don’t fit in
I was made to walk on the moors
I know this right to my core
I was meant to be wild not tame
Not like anyone else I’m not the same
No one can love like me
Without pretence so fiercely
I have always had to be strong
You can’t catch me but I’ll play along
Unless someone can keep me in check
But I have not let him dominate me yet
I don’t belong don’t fit in
I was made to walk on the moors
I know this right to my core
I was meant to be wild not tame
Not like anyone else I’m not the same
No one can love like me
Without pretence so fiercely
I have always had to be strong
You can’t catch me but I’ll play along
Unless someone can keep me in check
But I have not let him dominate me yet
#freedom
#love
#SelfDiscovery
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Roadside Manner
This highway air
is thick & bleeding.
A yellow sleep
in curt despair.
Windows down
for morning dew
on hard thistle blue.
A red flag noon
fuming mindful ooze
into white-hot stew.
A smile so sweetly
sang the horizon-
miles over my head
on a mobile bed…
"oh no, child,
THIS is the dream,
you are still in very real danger"
our...
#freedom
#FreeVerse
#responsibility
#travel
#drugs
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I do
I do want freedom.
This site is the reason.
Thanks for being,
Rude and demeaning.
Ill shut it off.
Because I'm the boss.
Invite him over,
And take it all off.
Listen to me moan.
Who the hell is on my phone???
Infront of the pew,
Saying "i do"
Ill take that freedom.
The wedding cake will feed them.
While they wait to view,
A kiss, long overdue.
This site is the reason.
Thanks for being,
Rude and demeaning.
Ill shut it off.
Because I'm the boss.
Invite him over,
And take it all off.
Listen to me moan.
Who the hell is on my phone???
Infront of the pew,
Saying "i do"
Ill take that freedom.
The wedding cake will feed them.
While they wait to view,
A kiss, long overdue.
#freedom
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"checked out...."
one understands like never before; hence one's poem about hallways full of doors; there are things one could as well as can't ignore; things one wouldn't, and things one would explore....
the flesh is coded- the realm is code galore; one often contemplates the void beyond the inevitable exit door; one certainly feels the need to leave...."early".
one's been beaten upside the head til concussion- from others' popular beliefs; Big Krit said it perfectly-how we need each others' energy as a species.... the thought- it irritates...
the flesh is coded- the realm is code galore; one often contemplates the void beyond the inevitable exit door; one certainly feels the need to leave...."early".
one's been beaten upside the head til concussion- from others' popular beliefs; Big Krit said it perfectly-how we need each others' energy as a species.... the thought- it irritates...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom #MentalHealth
#freedom #MentalHealth
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Be Free
A fusion of free verse, prose poetry, and lyrical refrain
By Malcolm Gladwin ( the video is what we did as kids to be free )
Be free—like a bird caught in the updraft,
like a fish slipping silver through the currents,
like a balloon let go from a child’s hand,
floating, floating, floating into the blue yonder.
Be free like a song sung with no fear of echoes,
like wild grass bending only to the wind.
Life is one life.
One breath, one moment, one golden chance
to walk barefoot where the waves kiss the shore,
where the...
By Malcolm Gladwin ( the video is what we did as kids to be free )
Be free—like a bird caught in the updraft,
like a fish slipping silver through the currents,
like a balloon let go from a child’s hand,
floating, floating, floating into the blue yonder.
Be free like a song sung with no fear of echoes,
like wild grass bending only to the wind.
Life is one life.
One breath, one moment, one golden chance
to walk barefoot where the waves kiss the shore,
where the...
#escape
#freedom
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~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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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
Though I could never tame you
No, I could never tame you
Your love was too high a price to...
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
Though I could never tame you
No, I could never tame you
Your love was too high a price to...
#breakup
#flowers
#freedom
#love
#lover
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