Poems About: FREEDOM
Poems on / about :
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229.The cost of the freedom
Escape of tolerance.
In no companions. read more »Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
freedom is a choice
some have no choice
some embrace freedom read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
A soul has its freedom
but mine is hiding for me
I can't find the freedom
though I' m trying so hard read more »Camilla Fodgaard
232.Freedom Under Writ
What right to unbiased freedom
for penniless landless starving poor?
Their freedom is pain under writ. read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Such a sweet word!
But it can’t be presented as an award
even by our Lord. read more »Larisa Rzhepishevska
Freedom is knowing the limits of freedom, … where yours end and others start.
Freedom is breaking away from the shackles of envy, hate, prejudice and greed, while expressing your love and respect for all human being.
Freedom is sincerely listening the opposing viewpoints and deciding on what is best for your country and majority of your fellow citizens.
Freedom is saying what is proper to say and suppressing the urge to say what you should not say. read more »Tasadduq Hussain
In absolute oblivion
With nature and the forces of existence
Thousands years of history read more »Sadiqullah Khan
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland! read more »Rabindranath Tagore
237.Freedom freedom freedom
Freedom freedom freedom
Where is freedom
You are saying
Life is boredom. read more »gajanan mishra
238.A Day Of Freedom
Today is a day of freedom,
Today is a day of martyrdom,
Freedom from time and space,
Martyrdom of life and breath. read more »Jasdeep Hari Bhajan Singh Khalsa
239.The True Meaning Of Freedom
Many look on what constitutes freedom one might say differently
What seems free to you may not seem free to me
To be ruled by your own people to you as freedom does count
But in the true meaning of freedom that to little amount. read more »Francis Duggan
240.Too Much Freedom
If we were to stay anonymous
And our need for identity be forgotten
Then life would have too much freedom
And end in its own destruction read more »Antoine La Najja