Best İndependency Poems

I was born to live for myself!
A selfish infant,
I knew only my mother
as she fed me.
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The courage of the shut mouth, in spite of artillery!
The line pink and quiet, a worm, basking.
There are black disks behind it, the disks of outrage,
And the outrage of a sky, the lined brain of it.
The disks revolve, they ask to be heard—
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(limerick)Intro To A Tom Swifty# 51

Using licorise sticks seems absurd
For constructing a wheel oh my word
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You're fifteen nearly sixteen but still a child to me

Even though you're now a young man and want some independency
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Axiomatic all,
My dresses, my
Changing clothes,
My beginning and
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It is not possible
to define you.

My imagination fail
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Not belonging to anyone
Is for commitment to no one.
Such one is free to criticize
Anyone at will anytime.
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A time has now come
For your voices to follow
Where tides are turning from
The days of demise hollow
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They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To get it.
With it to get.
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My anger and how that is expressed,
Is inherited.
Yes!
From an initiation process.
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The only thing,
Many seem to have in common these days.
Is an indulgence to diminish,
A quality of life.
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Is it meant to be...
People are made dependent.
With dependency to keep.
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We all have always had a need,
For one another.
Be we black, brown, white or yellow.
Or a blending mix to claim,
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Even when warned...
People will choose to walk,
Down the wrong streets.
And do the complete opposite,
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Illustrative craftsmanship embroiders
an elegant tapestry of patterning
sequences bringing a visual hypnosis.
Within this embryonic romance
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Two is, no doubt, better than one.
It is why you needn't have
To share your breath
Like ideas and love.
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Stop Expecting Anything From
Friends, relatives and your own
Beloved husband or wife.
Why you permit them to disappoint
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i'm an african poet
i hail from the dark soil
baked by the southern sun
coated in my glaringly black skin
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There were times when inspiration became sparse,
When rte closest people to me derided me,
Calling my attempts stagnant dreams,
Frivolous dreams
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How long can I remain as a child
To rely on these hands to guide me through the maze of life
Someday, they will let go too
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My country is changing for new
Everything is modern in saturation and hue
Red and black for blood and blow
Guns are the new-children-game instead of seesaw
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I've been drinking
l have been thinking too much.
Where is the love?
My independency,
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Continually, speculated our lives
Be assumingly balanced
To my demise
My needs are irrelevant to you
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My life is filled with money
And materials aplenty
And my plastic surgery went alright
My knowledge is broadening
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I See
I see your secret glances at the photos on the wall,
I see you look away like it doesn’t bother you at all.
I see your hidden sorrow; I know it all to well,
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Could stagnant waters stare into grief?
Could blame be cast on shadowy streets?
My hearts are structured on unique winds,
Blowing through the veins and arteries of size.
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Many, so, so many people here
On earth think and believe that money
Brings, without doubt as it is pure honey
And paradise for them and this is sadly clear,
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In the end I realized
Your hate kept me paralyzed.
I wanted to heal your soul
To make you feel completely whole.
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