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Depression Rights Poems

These Depression Rights poems are examples of Rights poems about Depression. These are the best examples of Rights Depression poems written by international poets.


No Such Things As Hate Speech, Part I
You hear dumb people screaming it
all over the networks today,
latest excuse for censorship,
“Hate speech! Hate Speech!” they always say.
They’ve even pushed some governments
to think that...

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Categories: evil, freedom, political, rights,



Thoughts of What I Think Towords Myself
"You can no longer affect the things within my mind, 
You will, I don't think that you will ever understand the difference between me and...

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Categories: blue, depression, desire, rights,

Premium Member I Am Wrong
You are right
And I’m wrong
Like a bad song
I keep my lips tight
And my face as long
As I can all year long.

I’m still wrong
And you’re right
My...

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Categories: rights, break up, evil, freedom,

Premium Member The Price
The Price

The price of peanuts 
has gone through the roof. 
The elephants are not happy. 
They will need to curb
their needs, 
their appetite... 
their normal...

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Categories: rights, abortion, abuse, addiction, america,

Premium Member These
These... 

These are the days my friend, 
that we thought would never come. 
They are beautiful beyond belief, 
and they are moving fast. 
The seconds...

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Categories: rights, angel, celebration, confidence, depression,



Premium Member Enough
A hundred jabs demand a hundred more
but still you die and are mocked deplore
Restrictions to control every inch of your life
depression and loneliness from the...

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Categories: freedom, rights, society,

Premium Member Medical Rape
These concealed agenda,

unravelling soon, 

Stage by stage,

man a captive to man,

manipulated,

"Liberty" is lie,
 
they make the boundaries,

Locked in the prison in summer

separated in winter,

distancing like...

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Categories: rights, body, change, confusion, environment,

Sham Cum Shame
They say the virus does not exist. Why?
our leaders politicize its mortality
profiteers make it a minted and crispy business
rumour mongers carry myths of it across...

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Categories: rights, africa, corruption, depression, heartbroken,

Premium Member Storm Front
Storm Front

My voice is quiet. 
I have little to say. 
I am listening instead…

I can hear birds. 
Not a couple, but many.
They are all around....

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Categories: rights, abortion, abuse, allah, anti

Premium Member I Know
I Know

I am not afraid.
The list is very long, 
of positives and good things. 
There is no reason to fear.
That is the number one reason,...

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Categories: rights, allah, america, angel, god,

Premium Member The End of Nothing
The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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Categories: rights, america, community, heartbroken, meaningful,

Premium Member My Child
My Child

I have failed in my duty as a parent. 
You have fallen away. 
What can I say now to the Lord, 
as I am...

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Categories: rights, childhood, confidence, dance, graduation,

Premium Member Wisdom For a Coin
Wisdom For A Coin

The essence of honesty in action, 
a kind word, a special moment. 
Many walk on by, 
and do not even try. 

The...

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Categories: rights, abuse, addiction, chocolate, death

Premium Member Magic Blooms
Magic Blooms
of paint and paper...

You are still here. 
I know it, 
and feel it all the time. 
Today, 
I see it clearly. 
A small card,...

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Categories: rights, angel, depression, first love,

Premium Member Safe Havens
Safe Havens 

The house is quiet. 
It is past the hour of dawn, 
and before the hour of noon. 
Yet, nothing is moving. 
The world...

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Categories: rights, angel, depression, growing up,


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