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Famous Liberated Poems by Famous Poets

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...es, marked it with a rhythm.
Color embraced me like the interior of a purple-brown flower
Of unheard-of size. I walked, liberated
From worries, pangs of conscience, and fears.
I knew I was there as one day I would be.
I woke up serene, thinking that this dream
Answers my question, often asked:
How is it when one passes the last threshold?...Read more of this...
by Milosz, Czeslaw



...y fields and trees,
And cities and bright streams and far-off Ocean's smile:

I, O Melampus, halting, stand at gaze:
I, liberated, look abroad on life,
Love, and distress, and dusty travelling ways,
The steersman's helm, the surgeon's helpful knife,
On the lone ploughman's earth-upturning share,
The revelry of cities and the sound
Of seas, and mountain-tops aloof in air,
And of the circling earth the unsupported round:

I, looking, wonder: I, intent, adore;
And, O Melampus, r...Read more of this...
by Stevenson, Robert Louis
...when Giaffir's charge was o'er. 
'Tis vain — my tongue can not impart 
My almost drunkenness of heart, 
When first this liberated eye 
Survey'd Earth, Ocean, Sun and Sky, 
As if my spirit pierced them through, 
And all their inmost wonders knew! 
One word alone can paint to thee 
That more than feeling — I was Free! 
Ev'n for thy presence ceased to pine; 
The World — nay — Heaven itself was mine! 

XIX. 

"The shallop of a trusty Moor 
Convey'd me from this idle shore; 
I lon...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...limitless,
vacant in all my sovereignty.
The shackles that once held me
slid through my broken bones.
I am the liberated severed woman,
the woman without yoke or tether....Read more of this...
by Lima, Rossy Evelin
...orough lines
Of Hell, God's highways gleaming, and he knows
That Love's complete communion is the end
Of anguish to the liberated man. 

XXIII 

Here by the windy docks I stand alone,
But yet companioned. There the vessel goes,
And there my friend goes with it; but the wake
That melts and ebbs between that friend and me
Love's earnest is of Life's all-purposeful
And all-triumphant sailing, when the ships
Of Wisdom loose their fretful chains and swing
Forever from the crumbled...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington



...ak log,
black and pointed like a pencil;
half-burnt pages
sacrificed
in the making of poems;
old, square handmade nails
liberated from weathered planks
split for kindling.
I buried my hands in the bucket,
found the nails, lifted them,
the phoenix of my right hand
shielded with soot and tar,
my left hand shrouded in soft white ash --
nails in both fists like forged lightning.
I smeared black lines on my face,
drew crosses on my chest with the nails,
raised my arms and stomped ...Read more of this...
by Jones, Richard
...when Giaffir's charge was o'er. 
'Tis vain — my tongue can not impart 
My almost drunkenness of heart, 
When first this liberated eye 
Survey'd Earth, Ocean, Sun and Sky, 
As if my spirit pierced them through, 
And all their inmost wonders knew! 
One word alone can paint to thee 
That more than feeling — I was Free! 
Ev'n for thy presence ceased to pine; 
The World — nay — Heaven itself was mine! 

XIX. 

"The shallop of a trusty Moor 
Convey'd me from this idle shore; 
I lon...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...Whilst o'er the distant youthful States, 
 Like Amazonian bosom-plates, 
 Spread Freedom's shielding wings. 
 
 Ye, liberated lands, we hail! 
 Your sails are whole despite the gale! 
 Your masts are firm, and will not fail— 
 The triumph follows pain! 
 Hear forges roar! the hammer clanks— 
 It beats the time to nations' thanks— 
 At last, a peaceful strain! 
 
 'Tis rust, not gore, that gnaws the guns, 
 And shattered shells are but the runs 
 Where war...Read more of this...
by Hugo, Victor
...ow us this way
the depth of your optimism
so let man exterminate
his own species
the innocent sunrise will illuminate
a liberated flora and fauna
where oak forests reclaim
the postindustrial wasteland
and the blood of a deer
torn asunder by a pack of wolves
is not seen by anyone
a hawk falls upon a hare
without witness
evil disappears from the world
and consciousness with it
Of course, dear Tadeusz,
evil (and good) comes from man....Read more of this...
by Milosz, Czeslaw

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry