Freedom Imagination Poems

She is a Pacific ocean 
Tranquil from outside
tumultuous from with in
 
         Shallow it seems from the...

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Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing,
my life right now is earnt,
I got here on my own merit,
proud of all the things I've learnt.

Oh...

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Our world is under relentless attack
We all need to be careful about the impact
Of this virus on us. Be strong, healthy and positive
About defeating “Hate”....

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Joy tree form
Hint scented mint
Lies forbidden myth
Waking nightmare youthful grin
Echoes of fate not found
Questing toward towers
Safe escape 
Remote fear of flying
Waking removed from earth
Zoo of...

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Control your mind
Choose to have power within
Respect your own kind....

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Happiness is the whirl of lyrical runes,
voicing of raging monstrous stories in loons.

Happiness is the rough silence of the heart,
that cries in loneliness of love...

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See the full moon's bright eye,
you may use her as guide.
capture her sclera, pupil, and iris
in colors you see fitting on a clear evening.
Cut out...

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Enthralled by each panel, a world in my grasp,
Comic books whisked me beyond time's clasp.
Starlight's soft shimmer, on planets unknown,
Myths spun with heroes, on quests...

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Daylight savings time more'n minute effect on me

In 2024, daylight savings time will begin at two o'clock ante meridiem on Sunday, March tenth. That will...

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A dead man! ! ! 

Very hard to tame.

For he doesn't die once, 

But daily he dies. 

Bound he may look, 

Yet he is of...

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In the green grassy field left of your eye,
a unicorn dances with a troll nearby.
A dance in harmony unlikely to be,
a mix of tapestry unlikely...

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Freedom is a Canvas,
Painted with our rights,
A tapestry of tolerance,
In a world of fights.
It’s the colour of courage,
In our heart’s art,
In the portrait of peace,
It...

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In my safe fortress devoid of winter magic delight
my mind virtually explores its reality-wonders’ height…

Thus, with enthralling vicarious experience flight 
I thank God* for freedom...

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My Life is a song sung in a 
series of repetitive inferior notes.
I’m unable to record mellow melodies, 
as my violin strings continually play 
with...

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I was good to u 
But to you I was only good enough to be used
I cared for you deeply 
I told myself I had...

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