Popular Poems About Freedom

In life I was silenced
never free by those individuals who didn't respect me

In death
I won't rest
Feelings I will express


Agitated

Retaliation Prosecution

Vindication Exoneration

I'm free

viz: bhakti

viz: freedom

I wish I knew how to paint, so I could print this moment outside of this bed and others could see and feel what I'm experiencing.

There's nothing here but everything compressed inside a tiny moment that will fade in the morning. Still, it is beautiful.
The shape of your lips, the texture of your skin, your smell, your taste, our absolutely intimate casuality.

It's nice to know that I can love something without romanticizing, that I can feel you penetrate my soul while my body is intact, that I can be ok with the no disclosure because the act was never a play meant...