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.
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Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
15th May 2024 11:46am
15th May 2024 11:46am
Feral Flowers
Wildflower secrets.
My feral heart beating deep.
Saunters crazily.
My feral heart beating deep.
Saunters crazily.
#flowers
#freedom
#haiku
170 reads
22 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 11:03pm
22nd Nov 2024 11:03pm
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
61 reads
3 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 7:36pm
15th Dec 2024 7:36pm
Entitle(d)ment
Meanwhile in another (W)alternate universe...
And when the Great voice was heard over the loudspeakers
The declaration of a free society had been rightly proclaimed
So from the eccentric tycoon to the common job seeker
Money became an obsolete thing of dishonor and shame
In the cities everyone went into the streets to burn their bills
Stock had no more power or meaning from borrower to lender
For all across the globe leaders had picked up their quills
Making bartering and human kindness the new legal tender
And no matter the time...
And when the Great voice was heard over the loudspeakers
The declaration of a free society had been rightly proclaimed
So from the eccentric tycoon to the common job seeker
Money became an obsolete thing of dishonor and shame
In the cities everyone went into the streets to burn their bills
Stock had no more power or meaning from borrower to lender
For all across the globe leaders had picked up their quills
Making bartering and human kindness the new legal tender
And no matter the time...
#consumerism
#freedom
#LifeStruggles
69 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 1:54am
14th Jun 2024 1:54am
Red dress in NOLA - 2
#escape
#freedom
#LGBT
213 reads
22 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
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
68 reads
4 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 11:39am
24th Dec 2024 11:39am
Ode to incarcerated friends
Long have I lived and longer I intend to
as finite my quest peers where peeks
mountainous viral embrace
where ever I lay my eyes
starting my day with a personal blessing
that I use each morning no longer a loner to prayer
not to dethrone any path nor faith
I have unnamed it from any higher plane
realising I am free to chose my words
bestowing all singular angles where beauty
is water we drink and reflect
I lay upon these streams
his voice through the receiver
nasal...
as finite my quest peers where peeks
mountainous viral embrace
where ever I lay my eyes
starting my day with a personal blessing
that I use each morning no longer a loner to prayer
not to dethrone any path nor faith
I have unnamed it from any higher plane
realising I am free to chose my words
bestowing all singular angles where beauty
is water we drink and reflect
I lay upon these streams
his voice through the receiver
nasal...
#freedom
#friendship
45 reads
2 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 2:11pm
2nd Oct 2024 2:11pm
Adjusting The Dial (collab with adagio)
The gossipers of the clouds
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search...
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search...
#freedom
#God
#spiritual
175 reads
7 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
8th Dec 2021 6:06am
8th Dec 2021 6:06am
latha tartan (gealic for tartan day)
promote a nation's
awareness of freedom
under tyranny
awareness of freedom
under tyranny
#hope
#identity
#freedom
518 reads
3 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
26th Jan 2023 2:41am
26th Jan 2023 2:41am
On Singing
Step up to the mic.
Open the box and let the birds fly.
Don't listen until they've gone.
Open the box and let the birds fly.
Don't listen until they've gone.
#music
#freedom
#SelfDiscovery #emotions
#SelfDiscovery #emotions
365 reads
19 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 8:29pm
16th Oct 2024 8:29pm
Soft Petals Of A Gypsy
Deeper and Deeper
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my heart and...
My vivid emotions are scaling steeper and steeper
Falling into the enrapture of my sweeten abyss
I can’t swim, holding on for a floating reminisce
No breaths of rescue, but empty perceptions amiss
A thrilling rollercoaster ride to surrender under my seductive womanly creed
Giving you my wants, my desires, all of my needs
Endangered narratives, so allow my emotions for once to softly bleed
No Band-Aid needed, just permit it to seep and flow
Merging the essence of my heart and...
#freedom
#moon
#SelfReflection
#sun
#water
270 reads
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
99 reads
5 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 3:38pm
14th Sep 2024 3:38pm
I Actually Said This To An Ex
No _____ it's not you
It is totally all me
I just can't stand you
It is totally all me
I just can't stand you
#breakup
#freedom
286 reads
4 Comments
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