Freedom Lost Love Poems

It's hard to face the Truth and Harder still to believe It.

To know yourself is to know your truth then freedom will mean something to...

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You Never Cared For Me 

You never cared for me 
I was not your son ,
We did not embrace 
Each or either one .
Your religion...

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Everything may appear
in perfect order as this vast universe is,
and behind it I can't hear
anything muffling sounds,
but spot faint shimmers of hidden worders! 

Such are...

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Dear Enemy, 
I will wish you well and set you free. 
Your words and knife, 
will no longer hurt me. 
Too bad it all had...

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free  
brings one  
peaceful life  
sleep good tonight  
dream  

...

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Sometimes loneliness kicks in and I remenisce on what was
I drown myself in what could have been
But I remember what was
Sometimes less is more and...

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In the sky suffused with joy of my fervent freedom,
I let the beguiled soul’s enticed songbird fly high,
glide in the spring-sent sensuous rippling breeze,
bringing your...

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Constant sorrow, longing heart 
A wounded soul that wishes to help
A sickened body that cannot die
Hating the physical condition 
Yearning for the healing staff 

Wishing...

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You think you know my story,
The boy who flew too close to the sun 
But did you know how I longed for the marks of...

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In the joy suffused sky of my fervent freedom,
I let the enraptured heart’s lured songbird soar high,
glide in the spring-rippled amorous breeze
that carried your fleeting...

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You saw the moon
But I was not the light

You came to nature
But I was not eternal

You flew the dove of freedom
But I was in the...

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The hardest losses
are those too late to repair
what has been win/win time lost
to despair

Just as love
cannot co-arise
where fear grows 
fully uprisen
a prison
predicting anger's nearby
impetuously apprised
surprise.

So...

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The Last

The last one... of anything 
does not automatically make it 
better, or worse... 
only that it is the last.

The best for last, 
is often...

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Peace~oh peace where do you hide,                                    where...

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On the edge of silence 
beyond the mossy-muffled stone wall
a wind chime chants — faint, like falling sparkles of stars—
honeyed musings of a wind spirit...

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