Ideologies Poems - Poems about Ideologies

In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies, I stand, a prism refracting the multitude of hues of the "isms," Each beam a story of belief, a spectrum of convictions. Socialism, communism, fascism, despotism— Colors blend and clash, painting histories of power and people, Buddhism, Catholicism, Hinduism, Zoroastrianism— Beliefs woven into the tapestry of the human spirit, Territorialism,...

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Today, in the mirror of the world, we lose our steps through ideologies, For reality does not conform to any pre-established template. Life, like a magical river, flows beyond boundaries, A hidden mystery in shadows, an ever-unfathomable enigma. People, tireless seekers of meanings, Stir the heavens and the earth for concealed lights, But truth reveals itself only when reason fades, Life takes...

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Ideologies and laws are fences of the boundless world, Invisible enclosures that frame our souls within cold walls, Paths drawn in the dust of time, silent steel labyrinths, For our fragile lives, squeezed into norms and regulations. Every metal fence is a boundary of unknown dreams, A circle that limits our sky, preventing free flight, Awakening us within constrained borders, like...

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despite some consideration for the hows, whys, wherefores and whether unguided, wandering through known universe tying things together aged in millenniums, centuries, decades, days, hours and minutes each one existing where all things may be true within their own limits why, oh why have such tribulations of strife and tears befallen us? does not the wealth of true human knowledge...

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Stalin cared nothing for his people Mao Zedong was likewise Cruel and brutal tyrants Who slaughtered millions of their own people. And now let those who espouse the ideals Of communism, marxism, socialism and globalism Learn the truth from the blood soaked landscape Of the twentieth century And listen to the haunting cries Of countless millions...

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Our semantic words or lines produced ideologies. Every person creates their own lines to create ideologies. It means that one’s ideology is different than others. This is because each of gather this knowledge through self experiences. No one ideology is greater than others. This is because they had different untold stories. Some get through traumas and negative experience. So he or...

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I feel my heart letting go of its yearnings For a better day, for the faith to stay Enlightened, alive with furious hope Desire that lights a fire to always pray I feel my spirit letting go of its vision For a time that will bring true serenity A dream that is a caress to the soul Allowing joy to bring love...

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Death is a bleary phantom that's always hunting us, and inescapable as it is we manage to shun it with lies; too sinister is its appearance when it approaches us, but isn't our wish to live forever even amid tragedies? Even trees can withstand many wild storms declaring their stronghold; compared to them we are feeble creatures who are bought...

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Whisper? Why not shout? Let wisdoms and ignorances be held equal on the premise of bravery. Not to be judged by the silent. Let all ideology flow forth from the lips of the...

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