Freedom Riddle Poems

These Freedom Riddle poems are examples of Riddle poems about Freedom. These are the best examples of Riddle Freedom poems written by international poets.

Escaped leave parts way
sensed brittle cell bathes
feign light darkens hope
bottled self awashed
price of freedom death

© Hilo Poet  

pastlife
float away
  freeing

© Dave Collins  

So, I play my game
Yes, play your own too
If mine affects your aim
Change strategy or rather boo
My efforts than trying to clear my path
For redress

© Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa   

The iroko tree,
Wise in the growth
Faithful in its development -
The seer!
Sees good and evil
Brings death to those who deserve
Showers blessing on those who reckon
With Its

© Babafemi Yinka Olubodun  

watch the images dance. 
$19.95 for do it all designer genes. 
Engineer for a healthier life 
don’t forget it’s a great meat tenderizer 
as well

© Poet Tellaferro  

In silent stone and blinded eyes
their monuments to
their own wasted lives
as quiet as unpredictable
they stand in lines
all animated in the hopeful
waiting for the all surpassing

© Colin Mitchell Williams  

Take leave of this
Veneer of contented containment 
Go tell your thoughts
Delineate the shades of
Dusk and the dark 
Beneath the ashes sleep
Never renews this life 
Little

© Luke Hobbs  

the blue print glows back at my sight
it's getting clearer and clearer  
and it isn't in my rear view mirror 
like eddie said 
it's

© Tamer Hossam   

It tickled my feet
It elaborated my feelings
It built my self worth
It awakened my soul

It fed my inner self
It brought new meaning to life
It made me

© Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede  

Getting it out with a good shout
Now don't go and pout
Deep down inside so riddled with doubt
Need to find a safer route
Tired of fighting these

© Jack Cooper  

What is Liberty?
Liberty is freedom Mentally
Spiritually 
of holding keys of the mysteries 
of lifes unanswered questions
share the liberation while holding Wisdoms keys
to open the door

© Uriel Wisdom  

Still water… dark water.
The abyss below tempts with its soft laughter.
I gaze to the horizon and its deception
of slavery and prosperous invention.
It warns of the

© Amaris Thomas  

A stripe of blue in an ocean of black 
Three hundred miles below 
At the still time before a thunderstorm
There lies the dazzling beauty
A miniscule

© Probir Gupta  

HOW HIGH THE WALLS WE BUILD

How high the walls we build;
Against marauding tribes and infidels,
Canon volleys and siege machines
Both literal and imagined we defend.
Symbols of

© Phil Capitano  

It's a rule, so it's right, right?
No, it's a rule, doesn't mean it's right,
If it's a rule, it could be a wrong,
I wonder for how

© Julie Grenness