Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd November 2011 00:04am
WINNER
Pravus
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RUNNER-UP:
TheDreamDancer
What does freedom mean to you?
Poetry Contest Description
Write what freedom means to you. Describe the feeling or the way freedom looks to you, What does your freedom have that makes it freedom? Your poem could be about anything and could be any type(Catagory) it just has to somehow relate to Freedom
2weeks
Reposts are allowed
No more than TWO POEMS per poet
Good luck
To me, freedom is like a release. It's being set free from all bondage and transgressions. This word doesn't just apply to jail or our country; it also means internal and social. Freedom to be who you are is a major part of this entire concept. It helps a person gain self worth, and be free to love themselves, thus having potential to love others. Inspiring their partner in the same way. Freedom brings along confidence and help, acting as a cycle that will hopefully one day, solve the petty problems of humanity.
Freedom...from the binds
inside of my mind
The lunatic is subdued
I am back to
Rebuild the life he destroyed
and sent me into the void
I am back from the brink
where all I could do was think
I have plan my escape well
and that's my story to tell
inside of my mind
The lunatic is subdued
I am back to
Rebuild the life he destroyed
and sent me into the void
I am back from the brink
where all I could do was think
I have plan my escape well
and that's my story to tell
Freedom is a fallacy
Which no one will ever reach actually
If such a thing would exist
My thoughts of freedom would be
Not being bound by chains
Free from restraint
And being fully awake
Alert to do anything I pleased
Chased and got to any dreams I seized
To be the full puzzle instead of a piece
To be complete, to say the very least
This is what freedom is to me.
Which no one will ever reach actually
If such a thing would exist
My thoughts of freedom would be
Not being bound by chains
Free from restraint
And being fully awake
Alert to do anything I pleased
Chased and got to any dreams I seized
To be the full puzzle instead of a piece
To be complete, to say the very least
This is what freedom is to me.
[font=Courier New][size=2] actual entry:
< pieces of freedom >
"finally, on the ship,
finally, there was hope"
my grandmother tells me
today
pieces of a rain day
pieces of her freedom remembered
pieces of a wet day
not
a crystal sunny day
that traps us
in its joy
no
the freedom of gray
of wet
of shelter
history
is washed
remembered
cleansed
the ship
the wash of waves
the fresh new god
the feel of freedom
grandmother
her new dress
her new shoes
her new hat
she says
"my hope"
"my flight"
"my journey"
my grandmother
free
she tells me
free
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< pieces of freedom >
"finally, on the ship,
finally, there was hope"
my grandmother tells me
today
pieces of a rain day
pieces of her freedom remembered
pieces of a wet day
not
a crystal sunny day
that traps us
in its joy
no
the freedom of gray
of wet
of shelter
history
is washed
remembered
cleansed
the ship
the wash of waves
the fresh new god
the feel of freedom
grandmother
her new dress
her new shoes
her new hat
she says
"my hope"
"my flight"
"my journey"
my grandmother
free
she tells me
free
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"Freedom"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Similar to the way that Love is a one way street
Freedom is not exactly what the majority may think
Because just as Love asks for nothing in return
Freedom resides entirely on irony's brink
It is ironic that I speak of Love in regards to being free
But freedom has a cost, and Love is the fee
And though there may be some who will surely disagree
It becomes evidently clear if you think of it logically
The body can be confined, but the heart and mind are the key
Only they can bring enlightenment, thus no enslavement for thee
Just as knowledge provided the power to bring an end to black slavery
It also took white compassion for the sake of Black Americans like me
So what exactly then does freedom really mean
And why can't it be accomplished without the presence of Love
Freedom is an experience that can only be known by the Soul
Because the heart feels pain, the mind feels stress, the body feels strain...and that's not free or anything thereof....
by: Eric L. Boddie
Similar to the way that Love is a one way street
Freedom is not exactly what the majority may think
Because just as Love asks for nothing in return
Freedom resides entirely on irony's brink
It is ironic that I speak of Love in regards to being free
But freedom has a cost, and Love is the fee
And though there may be some who will surely disagree
It becomes evidently clear if you think of it logically
The body can be confined, but the heart and mind are the key
Only they can bring enlightenment, thus no enslavement for thee
Just as knowledge provided the power to bring an end to black slavery
It also took white compassion for the sake of Black Americans like me
So what exactly then does freedom really mean
And why can't it be accomplished without the presence of Love
Freedom is an experience that can only be known by the Soul
Because the heart feels pain, the mind feels stress, the body feels strain...and that's not free or anything thereof....
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Freedom is being able to love openly, without being judged,
to be able to smile when i come home, without having to lie,
to be able to make her happy, without leaving until she's satisfied...
Freedom is my dream to accomplish before i die, i refuse to till then
the ghosts of the past have already tried to
but look i'm gonna win
to be able to smile when i come home, without having to lie,
to be able to make her happy, without leaving until she's satisfied...
Freedom is my dream to accomplish before i die, i refuse to till then
the ghosts of the past have already tried to
but look i'm gonna win
running than abruptly stopping
only to repeat the action
laughing and crying without a set time
loving and hating creating destroying
compassion ignorance...than knowing
only to repeat the action....to repeat the action
freedom isn't derived from legislation
nor is it a divinely born
i think its tearing away from the norm
and then repeating the action....its right there
when you repeat the action of being different
only to repeat the action
laughing and crying without a set time
loving and hating creating destroying
compassion ignorance...than knowing
only to repeat the action....to repeat the action
freedom isn't derived from legislation
nor is it a divinely born
i think its tearing away from the norm
and then repeating the action....its right there
when you repeat the action of being different
Im sorry i dont have a poem,
freedom is being able to love,
with out being judged,
To be happy,
with me.
To smile feely.
Letting the words flow,
right out the window,
letting them splatter and show.
To cry and and let go.
What im saying,
is freedom is shining,
inside,
my heart.
and hopefully yours glows
freedom is being able to love,
with out being judged,
To be happy,
with me.
To smile feely.
Letting the words flow,
right out the window,
letting them splatter and show.
To cry and and let go.
What im saying,
is freedom is shining,
inside,
my heart.
and hopefully yours glows