Poems About Freedom by Top Critiquers
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Poems about freedom by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 7:21am
29th Oct 2024 7:21am
Godspeed, Fellow Writer's
Propaganda got emotions running hot
Misinformation crowds an angry stage
Seems the internet can cause brain rot
Inciting the masses with constant rage
Help me understand how we got here
Political puppets are deciding our fate
It’s not a mere illusion it’s more severe
Wealthy families fighting over the gate
I’m sorry fellow poets/poetesses I had every intention of writing this poem. Maybe I did write it, maybe it’s not meant to be what I call finished.
My muse has other ideas in mind. She always gets her way, and she is...
Misinformation crowds an angry stage
Seems the internet can cause brain rot
Inciting the masses with constant rage
Help me understand how we got here
Political puppets are deciding our fate
It’s not a mere illusion it’s more severe
Wealthy families fighting over the gate
I’m sorry fellow poets/poetesses I had every intention of writing this poem. Maybe I did write it, maybe it’s not meant to be what I call finished.
My muse has other ideas in mind. She always gets her way, and she is...
#freedom
144 reads
17 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 10:30am
10th Dec 2024 10:30am
Abandoned Liberty
Persistent
With her cold feet forced
Her bland eyes stare
You and I won’t comprehend
Her soul bound by custom
Despotism her pain
Demeanor, dull and dreary
Disown their desolate ways
Forsaken by their faith
Traditions and tyranny
Beliefs, brutality
Mutilation and misery
Suppressed by their sect
Heartbreak and hardships
Subject to suffer
Accused and abused
She’s dressed up but covered
With nowhere to go
Her eyes tell a story
You’ll never know
Her hurt caused by creed ...
With her cold feet forced
Her bland eyes stare
You and I won’t comprehend
Her soul bound by custom
Despotism her pain
Demeanor, dull and dreary
Disown their desolate ways
Forsaken by their faith
Traditions and tyranny
Beliefs, brutality
Mutilation and misery
Suppressed by their sect
Heartbreak and hardships
Subject to suffer
Accused and abused
She’s dressed up but covered
With nowhere to go
Her eyes tell a story
You’ll never know
Her hurt caused by creed ...
#freedom
#hurt
#lies
#LifeStruggles
#respect
82 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
1st Oct 2023 2:00am
1st Oct 2023 2:00am
melancholy breathe
insulted grief what do you have to do with me?
in the eternal scorn I hurt too
make some room for my sorrow
melancholy is on her knees
such a painful little sprite
sadness speaks of my loneliness
it is a sad tale
commingling in the doubt cast by the shadow of a man
I am sacrifice taking your hand
lending you some comfort in your distress
coffee and cigarettes
choking on my humiliation to be so needful
tiny redeemer is faith in you
salting my wounds are my confessions
a word at a time breaking...
in the eternal scorn I hurt too
make some room for my sorrow
melancholy is on her knees
such a painful little sprite
sadness speaks of my loneliness
it is a sad tale
commingling in the doubt cast by the shadow of a man
I am sacrifice taking your hand
lending you some comfort in your distress
coffee and cigarettes
choking on my humiliation to be so needful
tiny redeemer is faith in you
salting my wounds are my confessions
a word at a time breaking...
#love
#freedom
175 reads
18 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Apr 2019 1:35pm
15th Apr 2019 1:35pm
He's a Pirate
Visual art.
#happiness
#love
#freedom #NaPoWriMo2019
#freedom #NaPoWriMo2019
2033 reads
25 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
3rd May 2024 8:41pm
3rd May 2024 8:41pm
The Thrill of Art and Vision
Cardboard
Got a number 5
All it needs is original art
A box head or 2
Minimalistic
Just enough for a laugh
Bukowski might give a nod
Drink a few beers
Tease the art world
When I stopped trying to sell paintings
Relevance spun a tale of glory
Me
Myself
Artist
Finally made it
No deposit
No return
Free at last …
Got a number 5
All it needs is original art
A box head or 2
Minimalistic
Just enough for a laugh
Bukowski might give a nod
Drink a few beers
Tease the art world
When I stopped trying to sell paintings
Relevance spun a tale of glory
Me
Myself
Artist
Finally made it
No deposit
No return
Free at last …
#art
#freedom
#FreeVerse
#pagan
#StreamOfConsciousness
169 reads
16 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
31st May 2022 8:30am
31st May 2022 8:30am
Four Freedoms
Lo’ these many nights I lie awake in fear of losing all the freedoms I have known and consider my rights to exercise at will.
Am I only to experience these privileges within the quiet protection of mind and heart?
Systematically observing the erosion of critical thinking and civilized debate among mankind.
My mental anguish does not allow a resting heart rate when I bear witness to a silenced voice, excluded prayer, distended belly, or imprisoned soul.
The very idea of prior generations sacrificing their lives to establish, uphold and leave behind...
Am I only to experience these privileges within the quiet protection of mind and heart?
Systematically observing the erosion of critical thinking and civilized debate among mankind.
My mental anguish does not allow a resting heart rate when I bear witness to a silenced voice, excluded prayer, distended belly, or imprisoned soul.
The very idea of prior generations sacrificing their lives to establish, uphold and leave behind...
#freedom
#NaPoWriMo2022
920 reads
34 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
13th Sep 2023 10:06pm
13th Sep 2023 10:06pm
unexplored paths
there's something about backroads
backwoods
hidden trails
they call to the nomad in me
inspiring wanderlust
always chasing the latest mystery
you can only see so much on the main
you have to step off
meander down overgrown lanes
ducking through tangles
those low hanging branches
to crest the next rise
find a surprise
stumble upon one of nature's best kept secrets
she's full of them
blowing your mind & widening eyes
sometimes it's just a detour
not leading anywhere
but if I don't go
how will I...
backwoods
hidden trails
they call to the nomad in me
inspiring wanderlust
always chasing the latest mystery
you can only see so much on the main
you have to step off
meander down overgrown lanes
ducking through tangles
those low hanging branches
to crest the next rise
find a surprise
stumble upon one of nature's best kept secrets
she's full of them
blowing your mind & widening eyes
sometimes it's just a detour
not leading anywhere
but if I don't go
how will I...
#countryside
#forest
#nature
#freedom
#passion
228 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 12:49pm
16th Jan 2021 12:49pm
MORNING SILENCE WHEN IT RISES
As I silently walk across the sand leaving behind my footprints as I walk, aimlessly through the mist of the morning rising over the horizon. I stop to admire this piece of insightful beauty here before my eyes, as I inhale and exhale the freshness of the sea breeze filling my lungs with each stroke of the winds. Yet as I stare into the vision of the dead silence, that the morning silent brings with it comes an awakening feeling. As I become so intoxicated by the very thing that hypnotizes, me the most as it transcends through the stairway and gateways of my thoughts. For it is this kind of...
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#freedom
#meditation
#StreamOfConsciousness
421 reads
6 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 1:46pm
22nd Apr 2021 1:46pm
THE TRAP OF CATEGORIZING
Our day-to-day existence
is continually being
bombarded with efforts
to categorize everything
from A to Z and beyond.
This is especially true
when it comes to we humans.
In our minds, we practice
analyst management:
We categorize by gender,
height, weight, looks, gay, straight,
performance, education, religion,
ethnicity, morality, values,
tastes, talent, etc., etc.
Yes, perhaps in some disciplines
such as science and medicine
category analyst is essential.
But for me, and speaking
only for me,...
is continually being
bombarded with efforts
to categorize everything
from A to Z and beyond.
This is especially true
when it comes to we humans.
In our minds, we practice
analyst management:
We categorize by gender,
height, weight, looks, gay, straight,
performance, education, religion,
ethnicity, morality, values,
tastes, talent, etc., etc.
Yes, perhaps in some disciplines
such as science and medicine
category analyst is essential.
But for me, and speaking
only for me,...
#identity
#freedom
#culture
#morality
#tradition
372 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:36pm
11th Nov 2024 10:36pm
Fraternal Orders
Hoping you will have knee-jerk reactions
these days they call everyone a Marxist
catering to their hate satisfactions
based on the political lessons they missed
or quite wilfully don't want you to know
in looming fights for re-enfranchisement
to the civil rights that you just let go
because of fake fraternal despisement
which MAGA voters cravenly allowed
when mass hysteria was their rumor
shaped so well by the loud for the proud
akin to brains sheltering a tumour
blocking access to any Marxist thought...
even the...
these days they call everyone a Marxist
catering to their hate satisfactions
based on the political lessons they missed
or quite wilfully don't want you to know
in looming fights for re-enfranchisement
to the civil rights that you just let go
because of fake fraternal despisement
which MAGA voters cravenly allowed
when mass hysteria was their rumor
shaped so well by the loud for the proud
akin to brains sheltering a tumour
blocking access to any Marxist thought...
even the...
#freedom
#politics
#PopCulture
65 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 3:40pm
23rd Dec 2024 3:40pm
~bhakti yoga in all it’s rasas.. the liberation in love
viz: bhakti
#fire
#freedom
#love
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
82 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 9:36pm
2nd Dec 2024 9:36pm
library
the books
standing
orderly
in their
shelves,
each with
their own
identity,
each day
some travel,
but come
morning,
they are
all
once again
quiet and
at home.
standing
orderly
in their
shelves,
each with
their own
identity,
each day
some travel,
but come
morning,
they are
all
once again
quiet and
at home.
#books
#freedom
#passion
#PowerOfWords
#reading
65 reads
8 Comments
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