Freedom Wind Poems

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

Metaphor and simile have been with the human race for thousands of years. This is my English translation of an excerpt from an ancient Egyptian

© Michael Burch  

In the deep silence of the forest, where the wind whispers forgotten tales,
lies the mystery of the birds' language, a symphony of ancient songs,
in the

© Dan Enache  

I treat love as a rare art, a bold banner fluttering in the wind,
Only those who have fallen off the map of the world, the

© Dan Enache  

If money were just withered leaves carried by the wind,
I would open a small flower shop on a forgotten street,
where days drift by slowly, and

© Dan Enache  

pulse on the roots of my hair
spread on the bed

i ripped off my sheets to find consolation
my fingers bled

searched every corner for a crumb of

© Cemre Guru  

In a world where reason becomes a cry lost in the wind,
we are born poor, binding thought with chains of iron,
like prisoners walking their shadows

© Dan Enache  

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has

© Regina Mcintosh  

The wind is blowing

Flies, blows, running, and rushing…
… in the space, in the airspace…
Even freer than a bird in the sky…

A heart, a lonely heart

© Vilmos Zoltan Galyo  

In the twilight of my consciousness, where shadows weave secrets into the fabric of the wind,
I contemplate the whispers of time, its sweet deception that

© Dan Enache  

When I opened the window, the wind cut through, refreshing. It reminds me of something, laughter is heard, a lonely feeling, distant memories, from the

© Yoshiya Asato  

“ Did I ever tell you, you are my hero? 
  Did I ever tell you, you are everything 
  I wanted to

© Panagiota Romios  

In the shadow of the night, when the wind weaves endless spells,
There you stand, eternal rock, at war with time itself.
The night, with its new

© Dan Enache  

Souls borne on wanderlust winds 
Never their wandering fate rescind.
They wander like winds throughout their lives 
Enslaved to adventure for which they strive.
Living life on

© Steven Getz  

Embers in the Wind and Threads 
for Tomorrow.
In the rising fog of the New Year let burdens 
take flight.
As failures lift like morning dew under

© Daniel Henry Rodgers  

I wake at the edge of dawn to hear songbirds sing.
A habit since a child, I love listening to their soft trills.
It's then, as the

© Lin Lane