Unrepressed Poems - Poems about Unrepressed

...I live, letting life’s events blow along with the wind; inhaling the scented, crisp breeze. I seldom sit down and question my purpose, instead I flow from the water which I arose from. Though the wat......

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... The writer's quill, a humble thing it seems, A feather plucked from some forgotten fowl, Yet dipped in ink, it spins a world of dreams, Where heroes rise and empires rise and fall. Wi......

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...From the patriots grave there comes a disturbance a sound so faint it is distant less. It floats in on the wings of absurdity. It defies the continuity of human expiration, upending the status qu......

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..."That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts wi......

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...I'm plagued by memories I'd rather forget, and with shadows that linger, I'm often beset. They hover around me, leaving me daunted in my waking hours and in dreams ill-haunted. I've sho......

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...A Life Unrepressed Lighting surges through a war of disrespectful words, tears descending, wet. In times of uncertainty, an unknown sadness is out of control, a smile, a gesture; or fea......

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...I was in my backyard sunning, while lost in warm daydreams, Enjoying red raspberries, while listening to the birds sing. Lying on afternoon chaise, in the golden midst of hot July, As I watched ......

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...I would like to hear with no urgent need to speak and to respond without reacting, over-acting. I would like to hear your experience with faith and faithless communities, theistic and athei......

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...~~~ Love is not Lustful~~~ I love your spirit... I love your mind... I love the way you handle your business! I love the woman in you when you speak to women. I love the man in you when you s......

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...its a new day i've gotta make a million today and either way they gon hate so never mind what they say i look in the mirror to move past the passe i work to turn fear into yesterday my am......

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...Desire doesn’t belong........ Desire dives into the ocean of the heart Like high waves rushing to sweep the sand Like grey clouds all roaring in unison Gushing to douse the drought ridden land ......

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...Sometimes to look inside Takes more than calming highs Sometimes there’s cyanide And sometimes I’ll have to die Oceans of vivid worth Mixed in with delusion’s birth I just want to feel the ea......

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