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.
Heart_of_Stone
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 5:15am
18th Oct 2021 5:15am
the ugliest person on earth
Why have I been cursed
as the most beautiful person on earth
where my looks have become a purse
from my shapely derriere
enticing men to play
thinking of all you can eat buffets
to my translucent skin
invoking the spirits within
why do you men get so maudlin
where my looks have become their sin
for when I use your lust
doing what I must
you throw me to the dust
calling harlot and whore
when I don't let you score
thinking these insults cut to the core
well here's a...
as the most beautiful person on earth
where my looks have become a purse
from my shapely derriere
enticing men to play
thinking of all you can eat buffets
to my translucent skin
invoking the spirits within
why do you men get so maudlin
where my looks have become their sin
for when I use your lust
doing what I must
you throw me to the dust
calling harlot and whore
when I don't let you score
thinking these insults cut to the core
well here's a...
#porn
#freedom
#meditation
#passion
#SelfWorth
630 reads
17 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
16th Oct 2021 5:08pm
16th Oct 2021 5:08pm
The Question
The plight of the people fleeing poverty, crime and violence in Latin America is the same as most minorities living within America. Whatever happened to "Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
These are the words written on the the base of the Statue Of Liberty. I often wondered why Black American living in America during the Jim Crow era never sought refuge in other countries when they were facing harsher...
These are the words written on the the base of the Statue Of Liberty. I often wondered why Black American living in America during the Jim Crow era never sought refuge in other countries when they were facing harsher...
#freedom
#HumanRights
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Madcinder
Poem Published
15th Oct 2021 8:53am
15th Oct 2021 8:53am
Bears
#strength
#animals
#lyrics
#freedom
#risk
265 reads
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
14th Oct 2021 10:40pm
14th Oct 2021 10:40pm
What's Free?
Still believe that this is the Land of The Free?
If so, you obviously ain't been seeing in H.D.
To be free, to me, means having a choice
Without society attempting to quell our voice
If we ain't P.C. or we disagree with A to the Z
Many will attempt to cancel us and our J-O-B
And refusing the J-A-B, puts us in the crosshairs
All eyes on we with their dagger death stares
I declare the art of war on your indoctrination
Take my words and place them all in quotations
The solution to the equation is always free thought ...
If so, you obviously ain't been seeing in H.D.
To be free, to me, means having a choice
Without society attempting to quell our voice
If we ain't P.C. or we disagree with A to the Z
Many will attempt to cancel us and our J-O-B
And refusing the J-A-B, puts us in the crosshairs
All eyes on we with their dagger death stares
I declare the art of war on your indoctrination
Take my words and place them all in quotations
The solution to the equation is always free thought ...
#freedom
534 reads
8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 8:07pm
13th Oct 2021 8:07pm
wildflower
Wildflowers aren’t meant to be cut and tamed. They’re meant
to be loved and admired.”—Anthony T. Hincks
no less perfumed
than those that thrive
at home
thou art consumed
where wild winds woo
thy tome
the casual glance
scarce sees sure signs
of life
till when thy dance
bright by-brooks brim
with fife
thy radiant grace
but by base brush
untouched
sates deep-wined tastes
food for faint folk
unmatched
thy whisper is
suave song soft-sung
at eve
lost in thy...
to be loved and admired.”—Anthony T. Hincks
no less perfumed
than those that thrive
at home
thou art consumed
where wild winds woo
thy tome
the casual glance
scarce sees sure signs
of life
till when thy dance
bright by-brooks brim
with fife
thy radiant grace
but by base brush
untouched
sates deep-wined tastes
food for faint folk
unmatched
thy whisper is
suave song soft-sung
at eve
lost in thy...
#flowers
#nature
#FallingInLove
#freedom
#escape
458 reads
2 Comments
A_Conduit
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 5:17pm
13th Oct 2021 5:17pm
Blind doctrine of the ever owned self
Dreams dictated misdirected ideals,
No wonder our memories are short.
Quick to forget all but a moment,
Burying our heads in the sands of time...
There was no future save a fantasy.
Falling and consumed, you barely notice
Give a bark to Goya if you realize then
But no one can turn this glass you hoped they'd toast.
Forever, merely shown, Never lived,
An eternity of rash indecision For those to whom eternity means nothing.
Another theory in a simulation just an equation,
It's all the creation of some one
For the self it seems. ...
No wonder our memories are short.
Quick to forget all but a moment,
Burying our heads in the sands of time...
There was no future save a fantasy.
Falling and consumed, you barely notice
Give a bark to Goya if you realize then
But no one can turn this glass you hoped they'd toast.
Forever, merely shown, Never lived,
An eternity of rash indecision For those to whom eternity means nothing.
Another theory in a simulation just an equation,
It's all the creation of some one
For the self it seems. ...
#corruption
#freedom
#culture
#manipulation
#deception
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dangerouscurves
Poem Published
11th Oct 2021 8:27pm
11th Oct 2021 8:27pm
Drowning
I'm caught up in a world when it feels as if I've been swept off my feet.
They won't allow me to find the ground again.
I am way too high up starting to affect my breathing.
I'm looking I need to be trying to find the ground again.
Instead of the ground I fall into water.
I started to feel as if I'm being dragged into a lake.
I look around for different ways to escape.
Not knowing if I will be able to nor if I should give in.
Questioning if I should fight or allow me to drown.
From what he and she say I'm lucky.
For me that's all I needed to...
They won't allow me to find the ground again.
I am way too high up starting to affect my breathing.
I'm looking I need to be trying to find the ground again.
Instead of the ground I fall into water.
I started to feel as if I'm being dragged into a lake.
I look around for different ways to escape.
Not knowing if I will be able to nor if I should give in.
Questioning if I should fight or allow me to drown.
From what he and she say I'm lucky.
For me that's all I needed to...
#freedom
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JusTim_
Poem Published
11th Oct 2021 5:44pm
11th Oct 2021 5:44pm
In the crisp of the breeze
in the crisp of the breeze
he feels her all
warming a hardened time
resetting a restless mind
bringing air to a need
a toll begging to breathe
she breathes
and he sees . . .
and he feels . . .
blinded no more
by the rain nor the roar
of the pain nor the past
she wraps in his pores
and this much he knows
the temptations grow,
deep in a skin
once peeled and consumed,
floating away
in a small red balloon
up to those clouds
where rain once befell ...
he feels her all
warming a hardened time
resetting a restless mind
bringing air to a need
a toll begging to breathe
she breathes
and he sees . . .
and he feels . . .
blinded no more
by the rain nor the roar
of the pain nor the past
she wraps in his pores
and this much he knows
the temptations grow,
deep in a skin
once peeled and consumed,
floating away
in a small red balloon
up to those clouds
where rain once befell ...
#beauty
#TruthOfLife
#freedom
292 reads
2 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
10th Oct 2021 1:48am
10th Oct 2021 1:48am
Bluebird
#birds
#love
#freedom
#escape
#healing
413 reads
4 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
6th Oct 2021 6:21pm
6th Oct 2021 6:21pm
Global Conspiracy
They watch us on our computers like in the book “1984”
your personal freedom is being invaded like never before
Corporations follow you all over the net
to see what info. on you they can get
The powers that be record your calls out of Langley
lol and this they call the “home of the free”
Privacy is just an illusion-just wait and see
because this is the dawn of the global conspiracy
your personal freedom is being invaded like never before
Corporations follow you all over the net
to see what info. on you they can get
The powers that be record your calls out of Langley
lol and this they call the “home of the free”
Privacy is just an illusion-just wait and see
because this is the dawn of the global conspiracy
#power
#LifeStruggles
#freedom
#inequality
#vulnerability
756 reads
7 Comments
longsoftkiss
LSK
LSK
Poem Published
5th Oct 2021 4:21pm
5th Oct 2021 4:21pm
Moonlight Freedom
As I lay down,
The earth grounding me,
A midnight breeze gently shivering my skin,
The full moon creeping behind the clouds.
Slowly the shadows merge into one
A faceless silhouette starts to form,
Memories rushing in
Defining the shape,
It's her again.
She has haunted my dreams of late,
I had an inkling she would be back tonight.
Was I looking for her,
Or the idea of her?
Her presence now felt in the conscious world
Is more than my soul can bear. ...
The earth grounding me,
A midnight breeze gently shivering my skin,
The full moon creeping behind the clouds.
Slowly the shadows merge into one
A faceless silhouette starts to form,
Memories rushing in
Defining the shape,
It's her again.
She has haunted my dreams of late,
I had an inkling she would be back tonight.
Was I looking for her,
Or the idea of her?
Her presence now felt in the conscious world
Is more than my soul can bear. ...
#moon
#clouds
#shadows
#freedom
#escape
464 reads
1 Comment
Laluma
Poem Published
4th Oct 2021 6:00pm
4th Oct 2021 6:00pm
The First People
Who came to this country before the first immigrants
Those already living in this land before it became for the free and brave
If it wasn't all divided as it is now
There was a time when it was truly united as one
People moving around freely in all of their natural home
No borders to restrict and prevent those coming in and going out
Food for everyone in the earth and on the trees
When money was no object whatsoever because it didn't exist
Weapons were for hunting not for war
No massacres to forcefully conquer and destroy the only primogenitors of...
Those already living in this land before it became for the free and brave
If it wasn't all divided as it is now
There was a time when it was truly united as one
People moving around freely in all of their natural home
No borders to restrict and prevent those coming in and going out
Food for everyone in the earth and on the trees
When money was no object whatsoever because it didn't exist
Weapons were for hunting not for war
No massacres to forcefully conquer and destroy the only primogenitors of...
#war
#death
#nature
#humankind
#freedom
450 reads
1 Comment
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