Best Independent Poems

Sometimes things work, sometimes they don’t, 
And that is perfectly fine,
Actually, come to think about it, when they don’t,
Maybe it’s just a sign

That I need to get up and leave the comfort, 
Of things that I’m alongside,
Instead, to go out and experience all of the...

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She smiles upon coated slate.

Her skeletons become coagulated whispers
Of yesterday

Another blissful awakening
This shedding of redemptions’ sin
Under elastic dialects

Closure within ephemeral slow dances
Irregular beats of her drum

Now
Steadfast acoustic riffs
Forge constellations' new tomorrow

As she swims through cashmere laden sands
Without the need to float
On dependency’s raft

©Drake J. Eszes...

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An Independent Party Partaking

She seemed to thing the show was so splendid
When I myself was really glad it now ended
Before was the worst one I had ever seen
Which party over should I start to lean?

Being pictured as a perpetual procraster
Why even try to put it...

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You call us strong
 independent, dynamic
 powerful,
 energetic
 and some, less kind, might say
 bold and intimidating.
 But you can’t see into our souls.
 We, 
 strong women who struggle 
 with massive characters, 
 share hearts seared with scars.
 We feel deeply, 
 love...

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I know in my heart that I have 
more than most
And so maybe have no right to 
complain. 
But lately it seems I am talking 
to ghosts 
While watching the same 
shows again and again. 

I have a good job, nice friends, 
my own home
So don't worry I am...

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The independent woman

Prejudiced in Eden
Scorned in time
Lame and down the pit
But still journeys West
With a vindictive heart
Swims in vileness
Reckons laughter in the pogrom
And clings to the spell of courage...

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I know in my heart that I have 
more than most
And so maybe have no right to 
complain. 
But lately it seems I am talking 
to ghosts 
While watching the same 
shows again and again. 

I have a good job, nice friends, 
my own home
So don't worry I am...

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You’re reading this as I write.
Straight out of
True Confessions.
 	
It wasn’t long after you left
That I began to live for myself.
 
You say you knew that?
Oh, OK. I guess you could tell,
Being out there,
With true eyes and ears…
That clear, meatless perception
 
Oh, you say you...

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Independent yet still not free 
What are we what is this country
the dawn of reality 
After finally you see
This earth this world never belonged to you or me
As hope dies dreams flee
No way no longer can we believe
That eventually our country may be
The home of...

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Independent Soul

I was really a rather independent soul
Which on me many times took its toll
And ended up being worn out by it
Trying to find out where I should fit.

If by grace of God I did what was good
All of the wrong could have withstood
Then listened...

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This is our front (some say bureaucracy)
You must behave professionally
Do as you're bidden and keep the folks in charge well hidden from inquiry.
Above all, please remember
competency is
forbidden....

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Hard earned independence was my proclamation,
with pride for years since we met.
Our friendship is truly inspiring and trusting,
took a new course without one regret.

Long crossed are separate horizons, 
now fading we formerly knew.
We sense ahead a vision unable to see, 
but faithfully know it is...

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Growing in ways as an independent woman,
For sure there were things to do that I shouldn't,
The days were long the nights were endless,
I've struggled hard for my independence,
My sole support in the years gone past,
Has been my hopes that I find your love that's true,
And...

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She marches along by herself in this world, 
Her drum beats a different tune,
She says and does the things that she wants, 
Under the light of the moon,

And she ignores the petty rules of the crowd, 
She avoids a life on the phone,
She chooses, instead,...

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We act according to our fears.
Afraid of failure, terrified of victory finding refuge within the tears.
We sacrifice the chances of success for the certainty of death.
We weigh the risk before deciding, we dismiss the chance when it’s in our odds.
The world is full of danger,...

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