Berlin Wall Poems - Poems about Berlin Wall

Drenched in tears, I wrench in response to the pain I sense. Caused by wrong desirers, walls, guards, and the electric fence. Put here to stop free choice by man, To keep him from becoming all that he can. To hold imprisoned, crushing hopes and dreams. To in flick hurt and pain, I can hear the screams. Today, though they’ve been...

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this non conformist city breathes a calm but edgy air through gaps in the graffiti and the street art everywhere its face is sometimes brutal but its heart and soul seem not and it walks a sexy diverse walk that’s cold yet somehow hot (but I know I’m getting older when those fun thoughts in my head reject the swinging KitKatClub for KitKat bars instead) and...

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"Get high on yourself baby You The revolution" It wasn’t Reagan chirping away That brought down the Berlin Wall It was Nina Hagen brawling like a sprung spider From a death crack in the wall She understood its graffitied brick and steel Was but a trembling empty web Before the CIA ever did She A wound-up special weapon of orange and green wired hair "Born from Xixax" Safety...

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Cold and calculated Assassain in the night A diplomat of the faded Never wrong; never right Thousand-mile stare The way she feels the ghost It happened here but not there Away from crashes at the coast Missing never meant-to-be’s Lonely as the setting sun Chaos is surrounding me Way too scary to be fun Heal this virgin flower Dilated and Sedated Hour after wasted hour Kinda wish I hadn’t waited Maybe...

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No way in No way out I feel like a prisoner in my own country American Berlin wall is what I call it It's funny how the past repeats itself Man kind selfish acts is like killing a bird with a stone stone bird killer stone bird killer stone bird killer stone bird killer go ahead and cast the first stone because I know you...

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Heard about the Berlin Wall It made a rather horrid fall It stood so tall in victory's palm Everyone here is far from calm... History has been made for the saddened days Leaving no room for the crowd of joyous praise It’s a tragedy that this wall came tumbling down Now, they are like headless clowns with a frown Stand tall...

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The swirls of freedom’s fervent dreams On canvas raised in bitter cold Upon oppression’s wall of screams A city severed at its seams Gleaned comfort in art’s bright console The swirls of freedom’s fervent dreams Beyond the walls, a feared regime With liberty, in stern control Upon oppression’s wall of screams The inside; vibrant colors gleam Expressions brushed of angst, unfold The swirls...

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Remnants of wall shelter from westerly monsoon city fox finds food...

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