Poems About Freedom Published by Members Recently Online
#freedom
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
924 reads
69 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
924 reads
69 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
924 reads
69 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
924 reads
69 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
2nd Nov 2022 7:57pm
boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
924 reads
69 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
Me, Aristotle and the Potato
Peripatetic potato, so restless,
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
#freedom
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
73 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
Me, Aristotle and the Potato
Peripatetic potato, so restless,
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
#freedom
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
73 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
Me, Aristotle and the Potato
Peripatetic potato, so restless,
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
#freedom
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
73 reads
6 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
Idiot savants
Go and gather up the known affiliates.
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
#corruption
#freedom
#oppression #rebellion
#oppression #rebellion
134 reads
5 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
Idiot savants
Go and gather up the known affiliates.
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
#corruption
#freedom
#oppression #rebellion
#oppression #rebellion
134 reads
5 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
Idiot savants
Go and gather up the known affiliates.
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
#corruption
#freedom
#oppression #rebellion
#oppression #rebellion
134 reads
5 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
3rd Sep 2024 6:38pm
Idiot savants
Go and gather up the known affiliates.
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
We're gonna build a village of idiots.
We gotta make sure this gets crazy.
"Getting out of hand" to me is just lazy.
Had our fill of tastless "pain et cirque".
Contorting dough into a shape won't work.
Hunting down cerebral stimuli.
We got the time to kill but it won't die.
Gonna paint this town the bloodiest of red.
A thin veneer of all the living dead.
Choking to death on the lives they've led.
Infected by the many lies wide-spread.
Blunt force persuasion you beg us to...
#corruption
#freedom
#oppression #rebellion
#oppression #rebellion
134 reads
5 Comments
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