Dice the ice and break the chain,
Shatter the silence and unmask the pain.
Frozen systems that guard the throne,
But truth is fire, it melts the ice that turn stone.
Dice the ice of greed and lies,
Cut through the veil that blinds our eyes.
The people’s voice, a storm untamed,
Shall melt the frost of those unnamed.
Dice the ice of fear and doubt,
Tear the old order inside out.
No tyrant’s rule can last for long,
When masses rise, their will is strong.
Dice the ice for to justice flow,
From frozen rivers as new seeds grow.
The dawn is near, the night shall cease,
A nation freed shall find her peace.
Categories:
independence day, africa, courage, education, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
To Americans, July 4th
is Independence Day,
with; barbecues, concerts, fireworks,
picnics, parades, patriotic festivities,
(a.k.a., Freedom Day).
Despite the star-spangled banner's,
red, white and blue,
to that of the British Union Jack,
being identical in hue,
flag-waving they're compelled,
or conditioned, so to do.
The U.S. Constitution does define,
'Treason' as... the only crime
consisting of levying war
against them, and/or,
to their enemies adhering,
with comfort and aid
by all means conveyed.
To those in England,
considering, in 1776,
colonists went their own sweet way,
it's the ultimate 'Treason Day'.
And, altho' the U.S. touts
'Separation of Church and State',
yea, verily I say,
is it not hypocritically unjust
of them to print on their money,
'In God We Trust'?
Categories:
independence day, conflict, england, how i
Form: Rhyme
Cranky Tweety™ hails
X® mad-chats blancho drizzles
High Court drains the fifth
______
Notes:
" . . . sun's so hot I forgot to go home, guess I'll have to go now". - James Taylor - "Mexico"
[ Good guess Cracka Jimmy ]
Categories:
independence day, america, analogy, corruption, discrimination,
Form: Haiku
Do not Fear, will not fade away at these dawns waving crimson flag
Before burns out last owen that fumes above my homeland
It is my nation's star that will shine forever
Its mine, its my nation's however
Do not wrinkle up your visage dear coy crescent, I'll be sacrificed
To my hero race smile once, what is this severity this wrath
Then will not be just for you our bloods that poured out
Deserves independence my nation who is worshipper of God
Written by Mehmet Akif Ersoy
Translation Honor Su
Categories:
independence day, allah, freedom, hero, independence
Form: Rhyme
Pierced-ear Despot's Con
Eve O' dent'd Null-Lux-Stars
Judes' Counter-Strike Rage
_____
Notes:
When The River Fails
credit the stone
that shapes your name
When The Mountains Flee
stagger the gold
that drowns the sea
At Close
disembark as the dust
into dark
O' Chastened Earth
MAY YOUR COUNTER-STRIKE RAGE
Categories:
independence day, america, corruption, horror, independence
Form: Haiku
India ascent to mount everest
India known to be finest economy
But dead economy echoes nation-wide
India known to be military might
But india is outweaponised by enemy's hypersonic jets
India known to be emerging hindu nation
But no reincarnation,no salvation
does India suffers from activities deficit phobia,sovereignty deficit, phobia,height phobia?
india's highest peak expedition without getting eaten alive
Into the thin air,out of thin air
India ascent to mount everest
Categories:
independence day, depression, freedom, future, independence
Form: Haiku
She thinned to vapour, blue as longing's edge,
while we searched skywards, calling her lost name.
Wind replied in whispers no one could catch–
just hollow notes strung on a frayed thread.
Now dusk repeats her gesture: palms upturned,
spilling light where her shadow once poured.
We drink the rain, still tasting her farewell.
Categories:
imagination, independence day, inspiration,
Form: Verse
(Verse 1)
This empty room still hums your favorite song,
Sunlight cuts the dust where your laugh belonged.
I trace the cracks in every worn-out tile,
Searching for your shadow one more mile.
(Chorus)
**I can still feel you like a phantom limb—**
A ghost in every room, under my skin.
This house is just a cage of might-have-beens...
*I reach for you, but all I touch is wind.*
(Verse 2)
Your coffee cup’s a fossil on the shelf,
I talk to it like I talk to myself.
That sweater in the closet still holds heat,
Smells of rain and old dreams, bittersweet.
(Chorus)
**I can still feel you like a phantom limb—**
A ghost in every room, under my skin.
This house is just a cage of might-have-beens...
*I reach for you, but all I touch is wind.*
(Bridge)
The neighbors say, *"You should turn the page..."*
But how do I quit a ghost I still stage?
These walls rehearse the echo of your name—
A silent fire only you could tame.
(Outro Chorus)
**I can still feel you like a phantom limb...**
*(Whispered, fading)*
*...All I touch is wind.*
Categories:
heartbroken, independence day, inspiration,
Form: Lyric
Independence Day
fountains of heavenly hues
firefly steals the show
Categories:
independence day,
Form: Senryu
I wake to choices, mine to make,
No predetermined path to walk,
No scripted lines I have to talk.
This Fourth of July I celebrate
Not just a nation's founding date,
But my own revolution won
The day I chose to be someone
The neighbors whisper, "Strange," they say,
"Why live so differently this way?"
But their approval never fed
The hunger growing in my head.
My heartbeat sets the only pace,
My dreams determine every space,
Where independence isn't just
A word—it's oxygen and trust.
Some nights the freedom feels too wide,
Some days I question what I've tried,
But then I breathe my own sweet air
And know I'm finally living where
This is my declaration loud:
I've broken free from every crowd,
These walls are mine, this life is real,
And no one else can make me kneel.
Categories:
independence day, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Do insects kneel at the mire of a stronger foe?
Do pages turn themselves in fear of the readers will?
Do the stars flicker in panic from the watcher?
Does time relieve itself at thought of the forgotten?
Why then should a man created with the same flesh, blood & strength of the savior bow to such adversary when the final breath of his majesty called forth the salvation of entirety.
A man should only bow his head at the presence of his creator because it would bring shame to stand against what he was created to stand beside.
Categories:
independence day, analogy, bereavement, christian, devotion,
Form: Free verse
Today, they’ll fire up the grill
For burgers, hot dogs, ribs
And hungry guests will gather ‘round
To point and claim first dibs.
I will not be among them,
Though I’ll not be too forlorn;
My husband mashed potatoes
And made chicken and some corn.
At night there will be fireworks
But we will not attend.
We’ll watch a Netflix series
Where we’re almost at the end.
We might hear firecrackers boom
When we are close to sleep.
I’ll think of Independence Day
And hope we’ll somehow keep
The promises the founding fathers
Set in ink back then,
But fear those words will not be honored,
In our lives, again.
Categories:
independence day,
Form: Rhyme
Independence Day
in America, for all
except those oppressed:-
Categories:
independence day, allegory, anxiety, celebration, conflict,
Form: Senryu
On this day the…
thirteen colonies
broke away from British Crown~
forming USA
Categories:
independence day, america,
Form: Senryu
Oh Liza, dear Liza. My plane’s going down.
I’m somewhere over the Pacific, but there's nobody around.
Nobody to watch as this hunk of metal falls
No one to weep as these blaring alarms stall.
Dear Liza, my Liza. Now I’m going down.
It’s not valiant or brave like you hear of in town.
There was no gunfire, I’m just out on patrol
But the engines went out and I’ve lost all control.
My Liza, sweet Liza. They won’t write this down.
My story will end the moment I drown.
The air force and navy won’t chant my name
I’ll be just another body that disappeared with his plane.
Sweet Liza, strong Liza. I know I’ve let you down.
I promised I’d come home safe and sound.
They won’t have a body, for I’m lost out at sea
You’ll open the door, hoping it’s me.
Strong Liza, please Liza. Try not to fall down.
Their job is to bring news, not stop widows’ frowns.
They’ll hand you a flag and give all their thanks
It’ll have to be enough to take my place.
Please Liza, oh Liza. Tell them my name.
For I won’t get the credit or share any fame.
I fought in no battles, my kill count is zero
I’m just a name on a stone in a yard full of heroes.
Categories:
flying, freedom, independence day,
Form: Narrative
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