Independency Poems - Poems about Independency

...We've many differences. You yearn for and demand respect. I prefer to earn it but could care less... if you respect me or not. You shove a bullhorn in my face. Force feed me your warped points o......Read the rest...

...M- Memorable memories of my life I have, some are good and some are bad. Y- Young and innocent I was, that was great memoirs of my past. J- Joyfully as a prankster back then, I had so many friend......Read the rest...

...Happy birthday USA! From your birth until today, You have come a long, long way. Two hundred forty-five years ago, The U.S. was birthed in rebellion's pride, Declaring independency from King G......Read the rest...

...As if in opposition it stood Like a distress call from a precarious time Juxtaposed perpendicular to an open grass laden field A horizontal girder of ominous warning A marker of trespass. Aban......Read the rest...

...I remain motivated to subsist my presence amidst no regrets, Nevertheless, this implies my shadow that ages hence begets, I appreciate it obeys me amidst enough dynamic passion, Ergo, this remai......Read the rest...

...We star it off with Ben Franklin, American renaissance man, whose industry and sharp wit made him the richest in the land. Lived out an American dream before the country ever was, entertained w......Read the rest...

...A fitting anthem for an introvert like me- Simon & Garfunkel's scrumptious harmony of “I Am A Rock” spoke oodles to me in its painful poignancy bouncing buoyantly on declarations of independ......Read the rest...

...So thankful to know the love of my sweet little boy He's certainly nothing short of a miraculous bundle of joy Like his sister, he's such a beautiful gift from above He fills my heart with a tr......Read the rest...

...History, it has always seemed, at least it always has to me, Is not something to be forgotten, For from it much is gleaned. It strikes me as more sensible, if I may be allowed to say, that's ......Read the rest...

...Katelyn Kirkconnell 4-20-17 Mère The way she combs her fingers through her hair is captivating; She always checks herself in the mirror before work to make sure her hair’s align and makeup’s ......Read the rest...

...The day will come that I will dance with you, It doesn’t really matter how My love. Our dance evolves so slow and warm and light. We live and shine in your bright eyes, My love. W......Read the rest...

...Dedicated to my mother, poetess of Poetry Soup that are mother and to all the mothers around the world: An angel in Earth who watches for her son or daughter in their childhood, leading with her a......Read the rest...

...Poetry My Life Poetry my life, my happiness Poetry my life, my journey, my success, my future and true me Poetry my dream, my light, my life Poetry my point and believer My life and description......Read the rest...

...You need not say You need not ask There is to be no more ways Where everything begins to never last With without effort Ever lasting sacrifices unheard An input without outlet Chasing a dream withou......Read the rest...

...Look at them carefully Look at them as they grow colorful Look at them as they strive for independency Look at them as they distinguish themselves from others Breathtaking scenery Beau......Read the rest...