Freedom Metaphor Poems

My Land

This is my land. 
I will cultivate, love, and cherish my land. 
I will choose when Spring will come, 
I will choose my own...

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Summer Dream
Note: This is Ms Huang's first poem and English is a second language, so helpful comments are welcomed and encouraged.
(This was a collaboration in...

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Ink stains and fragmented thoughts 
fuse upon lined pages,
 a dance of fleeting emotions 
and raw revelations. 

A symphony of words whispered to the wind,...

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

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Angels and brides do come in white.
All things beautiful, light and bright.
Demons and witches prefer black,
evil ways and means to attack.

White, pure, inspiring, eternal love,
gift...

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SAT NAM 

I am rose in sunlight breathing 
               Buddha in...

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For few days between the shaking and shattering of my consciousness, 
The soft arms of Silence 
Wrap around my aching torso 
And pretend to soothe...

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Eagle
by Lanier Thomas

Safely soaring above the sky
The eagle continues to fly.
On stately wings that glide on air
Like drifting dreams without despair.
Onward over the horizon it...

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In the heart of the Pacific, where waves cradle secrets,
**Tatau** emerges—a sacred script etched upon skin,
A symphony of charcoal rivers, whispered stories,
**Samoan souls bloom**.

**Pe'a**, the...

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From roses to peonies, from peonies to lovers
im swinging on the bench during the deepest Halloween night like a crazy cicada enamorada wrapped around the...

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Freedom with far    Freedom with         Order with less      Order...

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I'm an emerald
echo of earth's
caterpillar, a
camouflaging
hiatus of muse
midst karmic rainstorms.
Enslaved to jealous
stars flaming within 
infernal wings,
I yearn to spellbind
sacred heaven's throne, 
chasing subconscious 
liberty in...

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Such is a sorrow sculpted of sunstone,
Immortalised with studious refrain,
Tragedy, still, in beautiful atone,
Exuding light from a languish of pain.

Young Venus, I be, suspended in...

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Shared enthusiastic curiosity
between two or more

May also become felt 
as mutually assured
active hope
we might make it through dinner
without seeking reparations
while digging our way
through emotionally deserted
dessert

Curiously...

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blues and greens, gently trickle out of the day
night's henchmen, shadows gather on corners
demise looms in leaking squalor, exsanguinate
remorseless swelling of silhouettes, cardboard
cutout scenery until...

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