Poems About: FREEDOM

In this page, poems on / about “freedom” are listed.

  • 325.
    Freedom

    Freedom never comes
    To those basking in the sun
    Nor to those in the fields
    Playing, but for fun read more »

    swabi mnisi
  • 326.
    If (The Cost Of Freedom...)

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    if the cost of freedom
    ...is my body, read more »

    Eric Cockrell
  • 327.
    The Price of Freedom

    May God protect you Angela?
    We can all hear your cry of grief,
    May you all gain your rights and freedom?
    And the world breathe a sigh of relief. read more »

    Anthony Foster
  • 328.
    Bright Yellow Petal Flowers Imagination Showers

    in life I never drank dandelion wine
    for sour grapes bitter tastes I had no time

    upon rich green grass map child like flowers read more »

    Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
  • 329.
    freedom without love

    freedom without love;
    you're playing only half the game
    kiss the stars above,
    but only if they come in range. read more »

    Patti Masterman
  • 330.
    On The Road To Freedom

    It must be a winding road
    On the road to freedom
    Freedom not to hurt other people
    Freedom with kind words to share read more »

    Meggie Gultiano
  • 331.
    Possessiveness

    A possessive wife is a fortune.
    It gives all the comforts.
    But you lose freedom.
    Your lust is imprisoned. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 332.
    Soul Evolving, Mind Responding

    Spirit communication –
    spiritual transformation
    beyond your wildest dreams read more »

    Louise Tredoux
  • 333.
    Freedom in Despair

    Freedom in Despair

    Being set free and feel
    the touch of a stranger read more »

    Devon Maxwell
  • 334.
    Freedom

    Let's sing the freedom song
    Along the road of dogma littered dust
    Footsteps cracking traditional crust
    Steel emerging from the rust read more »

    Nikunj Sharma
  • 335.
    Freedom to be

    When we sit next to one another I can feel the relief of being with someone new
    Sharing in the unexplored
    Taking care to pay attention to all that is
    Freedom to be who we are read more »

    Rachel Hinkle
  • 336.
    Bars

    Standing in my prison cell
    The bars that hold me
    I run my hands across them
    I study the chipped paint read more »

    Cody Moore
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