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.
Coaching Coursing
Lots of leadership, little joy,
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#job
#prison
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Solid, Liquid, Gas....
one often obsesses about concepts of "life after death"; imagined round about ways to glimpse "there"-nothing less than lucid;
one admits that one's heavily bound by the solid exterior that is flesh; blissfully yet cognitively navigating this realm like liquid- in often wonder of during/after the "gas" aspect when there's no more body left;
the physical on so many levels drives this soul to want to know- what happens when there's no more dance- no more obstacles- no more minstrel show;
...
one admits that one's heavily bound by the solid exterior that is flesh; blissfully yet cognitively navigating this realm like liquid- in often wonder of during/after the "gas" aspect when there's no more body left;
the physical on so many levels drives this soul to want to know- what happens when there's no more dance- no more obstacles- no more minstrel show;
...
#escape
#freedom
#peace #spiritual
#peace #spiritual
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Chains of Freedom
Hold up
Don’t talk
Or the grim reaper will steal your voice.
Words turn weapons stripped of choice
Next you're in cuffs
Bound and subdued
Dragged to halls where fairness is skewed.
“Arise my Lord” the bailiff calls
But justice has crumbled within those walls.
Judged for truths you dared to say
Now silenced tossed like waste-away.
In the jungle of law where power preys
Your rights dissolve in a smoky haze.
In the heart of the city beneath neon lights
Lies Mide a dreamer who fought for rights.
He raised his...
Don’t talk
Or the grim reaper will steal your voice.
Words turn weapons stripped of choice
Next you're in cuffs
Bound and subdued
Dragged to halls where fairness is skewed.
“Arise my Lord” the bailiff calls
But justice has crumbled within those walls.
Judged for truths you dared to say
Now silenced tossed like waste-away.
In the jungle of law where power preys
Your rights dissolve in a smoky haze.
In the heart of the city beneath neon lights
Lies Mide a dreamer who fought for rights.
He raised his...
#CallToAction
#corruption
#freedom
#politics
#rebellion
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You Can Fuel
Hooray for Big Brother
Cancel culture's Mother
Ban, shun, smother
Erase each every other
Free speech is now taboo
Opinion's poll now true
By experts who know you
All of the time
Cancel culture's Mother
Ban, shun, smother
Erase each every other
Free speech is now taboo
Opinion's poll now true
By experts who know you
All of the time
#freedom
#politics
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After Math
The dust has settled
The vote is in
The Right has won
Left in the bin
What will happen
The next four years
Will appraised Right
Be Left in tears
We'll all find out
What will be
Four years score
Or severe see
The vote is in
The Right has won
Left in the bin
What will happen
The next four years
Will appraised Right
Be Left in tears
We'll all find out
What will be
Four years score
Or severe see
#culture
#freedom
#politics
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A, B, C’s of Insanity
Ambiguously Breeding Confusion, Deceptive Establishments Function.
Greatly Hindering Institutions;
Justice Knowingly Lost.
Missing No Opportunity; Prisons
Quadruple Rapidly. Squandering
Talents. Ultimately Vanishing Within Xenagogues; Yielding
Zabernism.
Greatly Hindering Institutions;
Justice Knowingly Lost.
Missing No Opportunity; Prisons
Quadruple Rapidly. Squandering
Talents. Ultimately Vanishing Within Xenagogues; Yielding
Zabernism.
#corruption
#freedom
#HumanRights
#oppression
#politics
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Love 5w
Love
Is given;
Never won.
Is given;
Never won.
#freedom
#love
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“Limerick of the Last Trumpet”
Discontented Donkeys bellow and “nay”;
Bickering and bitching among the corrupt & clean.
A convoluted creation provoking dismay;
The Great Experiment or The Broken Machine?
Bickering and bitching among the corrupt & clean.
A convoluted creation provoking dismay;
The Great Experiment or The Broken Machine?
#corruption
#deception
#freedom
#politics
#power
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Ophelia
rues of my maddening hue
trails unto thus beckoning
brook- I drown in melancholic
ecstasy, freeing your demons
trails unto thus beckoning
brook- I drown in melancholic
ecstasy, freeing your demons
#death
#freedom
#identity
#love
#sacrifice
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Cease and Desist
Who are they talking to that nobody can see?
A friend
A colleague
A tradesman
A lover
A sibling
A ghost of a former self ?
What are they listening to that no-one can hear?
A podcast
A song
A book
A fading echo of their inner voice?
They move amongst us
the wired, the tired, the nearly expired
the zombie walkers
the mindless runners
those boom box bastards on their e bikes.
Put the noise away....I beg you.
Listen to the songs...
A friend
A colleague
A tradesman
A lover
A sibling
A ghost of a former self ?
What are they listening to that no-one can hear?
A podcast
A song
A book
A fading echo of their inner voice?
They move amongst us
the wired, the tired, the nearly expired
the zombie walkers
the mindless runners
those boom box bastards on their e bikes.
Put the noise away....I beg you.
Listen to the songs...
#freedom
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Come on Girl
You just live the simple life
well you don't do nothing good
you wonder where the good times are
well there right in front of you
Stop being a grump
or you'll get dumped
come on girl, get in on life
You've been told that there's only one way,
and that's why the rules you follow each day
if you keep on living like that,
you're gonna die like the rest of the pack
Let free, let go,
let everyone know
you're not gonna be another victim of society
You're free from your daddy's hand,
go out and find...
well you don't do nothing good
you wonder where the good times are
well there right in front of you
Stop being a grump
or you'll get dumped
come on girl, get in on life
You've been told that there's only one way,
and that's why the rules you follow each day
if you keep on living like that,
you're gonna die like the rest of the pack
Let free, let go,
let everyone know
you're not gonna be another victim of society
You're free from your daddy's hand,
go out and find...
#emptiness
#freedom
#girlfriend
#LifeStruggles
#rebellion
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Against the rain(reign)
Holding up a tent against the rain
Buckets flooding in try to save the food
Wetness pouring in push the rain to the river
Take me to your servant pull up bozi you’ll get cramps in the water
Morning rises rain realizes and recedes
Dancing with good music
Cry again and cry again feel the rhythm
Of Kinshasa thank you for your attention
It’s the other friends turn keep the rain away
Here it comes again wring out my wet clothes
Wind howling tarps flying away
Hold on tight can’t...
Buckets flooding in try to save the food
Wetness pouring in push the rain to the river
Take me to your servant pull up bozi you’ll get cramps in the water
Morning rises rain realizes and recedes
Dancing with good music
Cry again and cry again feel the rhythm
Of Kinshasa thank you for your attention
It’s the other friends turn keep the rain away
Here it comes again wring out my wet clothes
Wind howling tarps flying away
Hold on tight can’t...
#corruption
#freedom
#greed #politics
#greed #politics
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