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Unknown Freedom Poems | Unknown Poems About Freedom

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Details | Epitaph |

The Unknown Soldier

I stand at your grave.
I do not know your name.
I know not where you are from.
Where you fought,
nor where you died.

The horrors and pain you suffered,
were not in vain.
The death and destruction brought you pain.

I weep at your grave,
for the life you gave.
I weep for the Mother,
that gave you that life.

I kneel before your grave.
I bow my head in gratitude to you,
The Unknown Soldier.
Forever Remembered.

Copyright © Gypsyof Essence | Year Posted 2013


Details | Fibonacci |

With Unknown Aplomb

Me, I am thee, she naked Amidst bodies, I interject myself upon he With unknown aplomb, reaching sexual crescendo He now lies spent, taken to the limits orgasmically, by she, me, naked I . Syllables counted from 'The Free Dictionary' differing from the 'Soups'

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

The Realm of the Unknown

 An artificial intelligence dominates the nasty minds of the inferior. Brought in by the more nightmarish superior. This is the new age of a mindful dilute. An entitled hype has come true for those who always sought after speculation of the truth. A drastic measure to live in a world of power and retaliation. Reproductions run true as the highly intelligent make sheer frustration. 
 It is no faze but a matter for the new to disengage. From the tattered boon docks a once honored corneal takes aim to rage. Phased out then in this is a true life fought with sin. Ill repute is seen in many as the heartbreak is ready to begin. A disregard for a once highly religious state brought forth so much hate. 
 There used to be love for things that create but now it relies on fate. This is the date of destruction so many have read. An apocalyptic end will start to descend. All of this for an alien nation like trend. This is no message to send. A battle with the rogue creatures is near the true end. A religious outcry will once again defend. 
  The atmosphere is not lost but transcended. The heavens above have righteously apprehended. No longer is there a nation terrorized by the divided uptrend. The cornealistck approach brought tears to a hero stricken field of lost dreams and many will now seek to amend. You can never offend a man of his nature due to the fact he is sent with a God send. 

Copyright © nick alexander | Year Posted 2015


Details | Free verse |

Unknown

Am I a dove, a snake or a bear?
Like a bandage my words mend and heal
but my bitter tongue bites back
a venomous rage of uncertainty and deceit
and I feel as if I am fighting foe after foe
my thick pelt puncturing blow after blow
yet no enemies there are, within comprehension
or is thick fur masking my vision?
Be I a lion or a fox? Confronting fears headstrong or running and fleeing on.
Could I be the monster from whom must I hide?
My cogent thoughts a weapon concealed in my shadowy mind?
I fear I am becoming lost in the great unholy scheme,
a fool searching for the unsearchable with no success but failure
Unclarity is the only clarity in which I have come to know, or do I know nothing?
Perhaps I am a bat, 
built on thin wings with blind purposeless eyes
my own mind the cavern which enervates my very soul 
into this decrepit state.
However I am no more lost than all the others, yet still I drown
and gulp for air unfound,
the only strength within reach mine own. 
Or does it originate somewhere else? 
Perhaps those whom I hate I love
and simply poison their image within my understanding.
Perceiving the world through my eyes, all is gray,
like a wolf I hunt, my prey is meaning. 
But the harder I dig into these questions
the more deeply I fall, lost in deceptions.
Now I see something new and explained
I find myself through this mystery and vanity
I am oblivion.

Copyright © Charlie Westphal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Epic |

direction unknown

Direction unknown 
Like a sheep 
We always follow 
Our greedy shepherds

Like a monkey 
We have always hang around 
there illusive trees of lies
 just to have a little 
Banana 

Yet Like a donkey rider
They ride on our back

Yes like a horse 
They have floged the hell
Out of our souls
So we could move fast to 
Their direction unknown 

So now as the wind of change blows
We see what the time says 

The signs of the time
Now speaks alot 
About the fear 
of the unknown 

So as the lion 
When have chosen 
To understand what 
The future holds
When we turn aways from
The riders 
Direction unknown

Dedication for all biafrans

Copyright © richard nnoli | Year Posted 2016

Details | ABC |

UNKNOWN TOUGH

Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted space,afflicted with 
a fadeth beauty in a warried 
case..si-lent,the meant prey.....

Ho-ly mem-ory,killeth the-
ory,hearted fallen,lo-ve 
broken,tears shameful®...

Spoketh of their taketh 
fate,fai-lure recorded f-rom 
unfortune dayz,,spited in only 
phrase the plenty words that 
murdeth their date.....what 
else? Is life not a broketh 
rake...
Vani-ty upon van-ity, all a 
sincereth meaning....Thou 
knoweth,wisdom keepeth.

Copyright © kayzen daramola | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

Destinations Unknown

Running full throttle and redlined
on a one way track burning bridges
before and behind
bouncing dice roll in the air
as the Rubicon flows
standing on the thin red line
going back was never an option
a hot wind chases lines in the sand
12/7/2016

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2016

Details | ABC |

UNKNOWN TOUGH

Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted space,afflicted with 
a fadeth beauty in a warried 
case..si-lent,the meant prey.....

Ho-ly mem-ory,killeth the-
ory,hearted fallen,lo-ve 
broken,tears shameful®...

Spoketh of their taketh 
fate,fai-lure recorded f-rom 
unfortune dayz,,spited in only 
phrase the plenty words that 
murdeth their date.....what 
else? Is life not a broketh 
rake...
Vani-ty upon van-ity, all a 
sincereth meaning....Thou 
knoweth,wisdom keepeth.

Copyright © kayzen daramola | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

The Unknown

We lay bare next to the skin of the earth
watching mercury dancing  around the restless sun
playing hide and seek in the burning heat
and penetrating mankind deception in the deep
Venus is orbiting the earth with its piercing light
casting  shadows on the desperate arrows
and choking up the heavens 
I don't know where they have laid him 
but I can feel his current rumbling through the earth 
ripping the stagnant river apart
and looking at the moon in the dark
I am sitting here waiting on the unknown
Heart throbbing billows rolling and
the deep blue sky is covering my head
The green trees are still standing tall
waiting for the anticipated fall
Saturn in riding on wings in big circles
it is the rock on which we stand 
And it stabilizes the turbulent  land
looking for the one who is able
to withstand its fiery hands
Jupiter has been murmuring for years 
it has a storm that is bigger than our fears
twisting cold windy clouds over our busy head
erupting the emotions and stretching our legs
Neptune is invisible to the naked eyes but its 
water and methane is fasten on solid ice
Uranus is filled with chemical composition
The confusion on earth is position on suspicion
Is this imagination or mere confusion
Mars has been snooping on us from the sky
Twice this week it emerges in plain sight
with its bright orange eye budging from the sky
I have mistaken it for the amber moon
But nature has declared a war to soon
Bees buzzing from the sky dropping honey in the kettle
Mankind queuing up in long lines waiting for a city that is divine
The mystery of life is yet to be found
It is buried somewhere beneath the blistering ground
Something is out there in the unknown
Waiting for the perfect time to make itself known
Earth with its formidable crust has finally open it guts
exposing its intricacy and laughing at us  loudly 
something more powerful than man lives in deep ocean
swirling and twirling like monster ready to devour 
Oh how much I dread this  conceited revelation
It is shaking the core of the hemisphere
causing death and destruction over the years
Mercury, Venus,  Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune
are bidding earth goodbye as they  regroup in the sky
Life mystery is profound and it is found in the unknown.

Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017