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Freedom
So filthy
So dirty
I need my space
Persistant Intrudging
Persistant Stalking
I feel the emotion of anger upon my face
Still Avoiding
Still Ignoring
I am going to run away
Growing Fustration
Growing Hatred
I want to forget that day
Disturbingly Harassed
Disturbingly Violated
I want my freedom of this place
You are wrong
You are guilty
Freedom is what i want and i will leave without a trace
Very emotional expression and a honest hungry for freedom is justify wildflowers have it why not us.may you brust into freedom's arms with a satisfy fire.
great write..enjoyed
~Christina~
Nice poem. It seemed like you wrote from the heart, I like that.
I just LOVE it when someone writes about anger, bein violated,etc. Hmmmm, freedom.....can be quite messy to
acheive it. It's also ironic; when "freedom" is acheived,
or our "conception" of it, we're really not free at all. And,
what's freedom to one is a prison for another. luv the word
play: "still avoiding, still ignoring..." "disturbingly
harrassed, disturbingly violated..." the meter and rhythm
are off a bit, but nice word play. I definitely felt a sense
of gravity w/some of the lines.
Fran, a.k.a. antijesusfreaker
Full of the angst of youth.
nice poem....check out mine if you want and tell me what you think.
This looks like an expression of anger or threat rather than freedom. lol
I was not a good poetry writer or even knowledgeable of how to write poems before I met you. Your friendship touched me and open up my mind to writing more freely. And much poetry came about shortly afterwards. So, I respect your work. I even hoped that one day, you would write a poem about me, as I said on your questbook. But certainly I didn't expect to get such a great work written about me by you. You shouldn't have....
Hi Punk Button!
Deep, or rather, very deep message you had published al over PostPoem's this week! I enjoyed it! I assume you are trying to punctuate each and every word you start in capital letters, aren't you? I won't say I like it though, I'd rather just do the opposite, i.e. write it all in lower case and let the poem speak for itself!
I'm sure your work will fit in well with our group of friends at:
http://www.geocities.com/poetryza/
Please submit as many poems as you like!
Keep it up
Deon
Freedom is freedom of the heart. There is no freedom in running. Best is to confront the problem. But i understand, sometimes it is tough to face reality. Life is this tough Diana. People make mistakes and of the worst possible kinds, " that is why a wise man once said, "What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun." Thank to friends like you no matter what has happened you provide me with freedom by just thinking about you.