Free Love Poems - Poems about Free Love

Sometimes I'm sweet sometimes I’m sour I am of seed and purple flower power I can be crazy while same time sane Tis God who gave me eccentric brain I don’t do horror too sensitive Because tomorrow I’d rather live Watching good things having good dreams Instead of the flashbacks haunting me Flashbacks of trauma from the past Of pain and drama of a...

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Fleeting Petals of Eternity. Please don’t confuse our precious moments, With faithful hopes of Eternity, For I am just like the petals of a flower, That bloom and cry out with vivid colours, and then gently one by one, Let go, and slowly drift with the wind, Drifting joyfully, Until I can be found no more. For we touch, In vivid dreams, that flower...

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Free love I am entrenched in this silly little thing called love, called life, called hope. Things that once flew by me like the free bird I've become to know of you as. Your soul has me intrigued in all ways. For all ways, I will cherish you like a precious stone. You are the home I've...

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As she moved in the cramp, dingy, damp space her heart pounding, her muscles tightened with fear All she knew she had to do is find the key to room 54. When her eyes could weep no more, she could only feel anguish and hurt somewhere in the distance, she hears her witch sisters cry All...

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Proclaimed the poster stapled to the side of the old barn, its bold, bright colors in stark contrast to the faded paint of the cladding. The tear-off tabs hanging below the poster, each with a bright pink heart upon it, flutter in the hot desert wind. Some had already been taken, leaving empty gaps, like missing piano...

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Our love grows, not within four walls but in the lands of glimmering oceans. I want to live with the comfort of the blazing hot sun on our necks, or the cold bone kisses. I want to be scared with you because doing things that scares us, builds us. And what a way to be build away from the land of...

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Am writing a love song to sing in key My love for you Ever free. To sing song loud To sing song strong In hope that you Will sing along. Heart beats keep the song in time Melodies redefine Lovers swing where we recline Duo waltz divine. Am writing a love song To sing real slow Harmonise high and low Softly sing then much gusto Chorus skipping allegro. Long notes...

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The world has fashioned ways to put you under me... I want you to know that's not the world I see. I see you as you are as all that you can be within a bond in which both of us fly free. Let's just be together in a way that works for both... birds of a feather flying where we each need to go. Anyone who...

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Land of the Free Oh! Thou sweet land of the free, ???? You paved the way so others could find their ways Where men of letter fought for a better day, And find solutions without delay.   Oh! The first daughter of Africa ???? Your children lied in a chronic state,  as certain 'negatives' have long assumed the roles of 'positives'...

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E-uphoria U-nfolds N-icely I-mplementing C-heerful E-motion's F-ree L-ove O-nce R-apture E-rases S-orrow Topic: Birthday of Eunice Flores (May 04) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Should we write in form to make a shape Or let our minds run free, associate? Such tangled webs within the mind are draped Oh, to run as free as antelopes But from sharp tigers noone will escape Can we control , disarm within a shape? Love’s enacted falsely , making rape Inside our hearts shall we recover...

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I wanted to give you a kiss But as drunk as I am, I might miss I wanted to give you an hug As soon as I get up from the rug I wanted to give you a poke But Droopy sure looks like he's broke I wanted to give you me - but You know nothing of value is free...

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Where are you tonight Are you feeling the love, I just want to know that you feel the warmth Even if its not in my arms, I want to know you're happy now and satisfied, I am glad you experience life And you explore the ride, I have no desire to keep you tied down Your freedoms yours to express I won't make you...

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Do you remember stories about the incensed 60s? The smoke-filled Beatles, and acrid flowering Hippies, and Aquarian Age of Free Love. It fizzled out. It wasn't such a Great Transition as we had hoped. Exhausted by Foreign and Civil Rights v Wrongs losses by the later 70s, further exterminated by AIDS as God's holy holocaust retribution against FreeLove during the 80s, and on toward this Climate Restoration Challenge to...

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Invitation to a Valentine Bash (Direction to the Venue) I live on the Heartland Estate across from the Elysian Fields, At the corner of Lovers Lane and Pure Passion Boulevard in the town of Romeoville. If you are taking a midnight train Get down at the Juliet Junction; Catch a bus to the Break-heart pass and get off at the Harem Heights stop. You'll reach my...

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