Free Verse Poems

Free Verse poems bring the best collection of short and long free verse poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great free verse rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these free verse poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on free verse are here for you.

Set yourself Free!

Set yourself Free! short poem

Desire says -Want to be a free spirit, live life like a snippet, sing a carefree lyric, be an inspirational lithic. Desire says-Want to fly high, in the seamless sky, be happy to soar far away, cross miles with no

You’re Free But I

Youre Free But I short poem

Love is a nicotine, hurts but, it’s mine. The angry pulse feels like a needle tussle, ain’t no relief, drunk in your memory old monk. Blood rushing in cold, as the moment unfolds, Mind, all numb, noise of the silent

Breaking Free

Breaking Free short poem

Feel like breaking free from all Good and bad that I recall Free from the shackles of loving souls And from the shackles of fear and doubt Wonder if all feel this way To experience hews on life’s highway. Monsoons

Floating Free

Floating Free long poem

Drifting high on a gentle breeze and grazing the tops of lofty trees, watching below, all the people move but there’s nothing left, up here, to prove. Floating higher and into the clouds, the sultry silence so deafeningly loud. Throbbing

I Am Free

I Am Free prose poem

Through the perils of human bondage, through the strife of life’s journey, Entrapped and enmeshed in the tangled web of human existence, I scream at the top of my lungs- I AM FREE. Walking the path of life Embedded with

A Make Up Verse

A Make Up Verse short poem

Its spring again, Cherry blossom’s new young a ‘showing Brings on to my mind, your true love a ’glowing As the flowers bloom bright, send away all the gloom We’ll always have, the knowing It’s spring again, all birds sing

Free Like Music

Free Like Music short poem

I want to be free like music. Free like soft tones, melodies, voices, and patterns pulsating together. I want to wake up freed by music in mornings when the mind is slowly, steadily, waking up. I want to be free

Free Flight

Free Flight prose poem

I am convinced that the “Maker of me” has set me on a charted course For the most part, I have always been okay with the ‘Who” of me But honestly, it was God and my development into maturity that

The Free Bird

The Free Bird short poem

I am a bird thinking about nothing Seeing this freedom while I’m, well, flying Can’t stop to flap my wings and feel this breeze Seizing this moment like I’m all well freeze I see those mountains soaring to skies, World

Nothing Verse

Nothing Verse short poem

Night was not worth selling the womb. Biological warheads were sufficient to take on the gender eugenesis. People were busy again, in worshipping the archaic weapons. What is holding them together? The fear of extinction? Or the celiac trauma depriving

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Every poem is special. Every poem is close to the heart of the poet. Every poem is an experience weaved in verse and expressed with choicest of words. Every poem is a memory, a connect, an adventure, a piece of

Tomorrow, You Will Be Free

Tomorrow, You Will Be Free prose poem

Please don’t stop me, my love, let me lie down and kiss the ground, let me taste the taste of freedom on my tongue and remember my past no more. Let my tears mingle with the sand and the sun

Free From Anxiety

Free From Anxiety short poem

When temptation comes Smoothness stops A prison is formed Anxious and bored Around the wheel An obstacle feel There is an angle Psychic illness bangle Of stressful thoughts In your accounts Stop all your shouts Temptation now Just let it

Let Us Be Free

Let Us Be Free short poem

My soul said to me.., O thou quantum of this serene sanctum; What good is thee.. if thou aren’t free. I said I know what you seek You mighty be meek; Just break those chains those shackles of pain. Thus

Nothing In Life Is Free

Nothing In Life Is Free short poem

Nothing in life is free! Everything, be it- Love, Work, Friendship All incurs a cost. Nothing in life is free! Love- the dose for sustenance Requires a fidel give and take. Nothing in life is free! Work- the dire necessity

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles…

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles… prose poem

Let flow, the drops of love Over the meadows of John Donne’s verse Inside the crafts of Dewey’s penning And Milton’s insight On the ripple tranquility of Shelley’s words Bouncing of Browning’s beetles Shallow clattering of Shakespeare’s sonnets Through the

Tomorrow, You Will Be Free

Tomorrow, You Will Be Free prose poem

Please don’t stop me, my love, let me lie down and kiss the ground, let me taste the taste of freedom on my tongue and remember my past no more. Let my tears mingle with the sand and the sun

Free

Free elegy

The rope around my throat is black That much I know I’m dead because of his heartless attacks The person everyone knows The reflection in the mirror isn’t my own It’s a ghost, a phantom, sitting on his throne His

Art Is Free

Art Is Free short poem

A texture of flour coating her skin ashy, she’d say, her body shifting as if to rise but just as happy pressed gently into the bed my fingers spread across the cushion of her belly and tickling a glissando over

How Free Are We?

How Free Are We? prose poem

Though every country in the world has freedom I don’t feel we are very free No, not the richest or the poorest, not anybody Bound by chains we may or may not see No, we haven’t yet escaped slavery, Why,

Breaking Free

Breaking Free short poem

Caught up in life quite mundane Searching for true happiness, finding only pain I’m forced to live where I can not be me I wish I could just break free Competition everywhere for which I don’t care It’s not true

My Unchained Break Free Spirit

My Unchained Break Free Spirit ode

Released, freed weeded out off my inner confinements today.. Gone by wasted times dust pollen cleared away ! Heaviness of heart wryly sneered past feelings at bay.. My free spirit tickles senses..for now ..it is fully awake ! Mirror reflection,

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People Like Us

People Like Us long poem

People like us , we suffer a lot , And yet we never get to sort , The feelings inside of us , With memories making a clot , With the fear that comes from the plot , The plot

Emotionally Blind

Emotionally Blind short poem

When you wake up. Is it worth it. Facing another day. Feeling nothing but psychological pain. Feeling like no one cares about you. Thinking that your life is worthless. Feeling that your insignificant. Knowing you have freinds but feeling alone.

Mental War

Mental War short poem

Like a soldier pumped with lead im falling down. With my mental illness its a showdown. Im having a meltdown. I try to breakout of a breakdown. But it gets worse i freak out. It gets too much i black

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Poetry is. It just is.

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Poetry doesn’t just happen. It’s not just a bunch of words grabbed hastily and arranged to rhyme, it’s not even a so called overflow of emotions. Poetry is much more than that. It’s the silence that echoes within your being,

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It’s a happy day! After hundreds of submissions, days of reviews and a month full of happy poems, we finally bring to you the 5 lucky winners of Happiness Happens contest who have won prizes amounting to 100$ (each winning

Conversations

Conversations prose poem

Knock knock whose there? He asked Me, the blind man. Came the response. And where from? Asked another, from the catacombs that covered years of deaths and solitude, in caskets of not so forgotten years. From the depths of reason

Special You

Special You ballad

I had always wondered why the sun rose in a distance and pondered if I will ever have a son I always stood far away wishing I was closer, not just a poser, why I chased and wanted a girl

How Much Of Us Is Up To Us?

How Much Of Us Is Up To Us? prose poem

Do we really have free will, or are we preprogrammed to be who we are to be? Being born a boy or a girl did we have any say? Hormones in my body that motivate were not ordered by me.

Racism

Racism long poem

Why should the black be discriminated ? whether your blood be high land or low, whether your skin be black or white as the snow, Of reason there’s none, and why should there be As long as there’s fire in

The Pink Happiness

The Pink Happiness short poem

The little shadow walked into her lonely world, his eyes candid, covered in a helmet, he looked onto hers. Into that dark, holy night of a love unfelt that swirled, Her eyes wandered and recalled “dear love bereaved”, the echoing

Shades Of Love

Shades Of Love short poem

Feels like not to give you more pain; As you already have a lot of pain. Want to let you go; With a feeling that you will be happy wherever you go. Feels like to pressurize you a lot; This

Tranquility

Tranquility short poem

When depression laugh in my ears Pain and suffering awaits me I take a walk along the sandy beach The purple brightness at the horizon which appears when the sun takes a deep dip in the sea make my mind

Freedom?

Freedom? short poem

our wings grow from the heart but stop on the neck suffocating us we bury the feelings deep in the arteries until the blood has no room to move we spit like the husks of seeds only words that are

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me!

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10 ways to write a poem! No sentence in the glory of English language has hit me as hard as this one did. I started writing poetry when I was in class 7th. I still remember the day when this

Simply Alone Me

Simply Alone Me short poem

Get out of my life, and never come again… For if it wasnt you, I wouldn’t be having all this pain…. You lost me for good, ‘cos that’s what you longed for… I know you didn’t deserve me, but still

Freeing Myself

Freeing Myself short poem

How I wish, I could, Break away from all shackles That bog me down, And fly in the expanse of the sky. Free to express myself, Without fear of being judged, To free my soul, Of all my thwarted words.

Conversation with Death

Conversation with Death short poem

And accompany me To a place where you always wanted to be The aches, the heart-breaks, the constant high and low Mechanical existence, your mind is stuck in flow Let’s drink the magic potion, and sleep in utmost rest Give

The Warmest Place

The Warmest Place short poem

The warmest place is where the heart stays Where sweet memories abide This house of old, creaking timber and leaking roof Where in the courtyard stands my trusty friend Its boughs swaying in the path of the north wind And

A strange camaraderie

A strange camaraderie short poem

You always see me smiling for my tears are very shy, they like none but my company reason you shouldn’t ask why. Their presence distills, soothes and relaxes me free, helps snap all tensions isn’t a strange camaraderie? They’re the

Justice

Justice long poem

Justice – Injustice, white and black, One is a blessing, the other is fake. Injustice is a deadly snake, Justice is like a beautiful lake. Justice nourishes the roots of society, Injustice lives in an immediate priority. Justice is the

You Are Malala

You Are Malala ode

Seek knowledge from the cradle to the grave -Prophet Mohammed Last night I dreamed the snow-capped hills of Swat… I saw the green spread valleys And the lucid swat river I stood for a while in front of the gate

Stepping Into Old Age

Stepping Into Old Age long poem

I thought Life is a fantasy having a lot of positivity I spent childhood happily and merrily I cherished Teenage which was full of excitement and entertainment I entered adulthood with dreams and challenges I experienced Middle age as most

It Hurts Too Much

It Hurts Too Much long poem

Her abuse of my naivety left a gaping wound; the cloaking (but never healing) of that wound made me hard and cold. ​She was sweet and sincere She dried my tears She was sympathetic And somewhat poetic She drew me

Which Way Did Liberty Go?

Which Way Did Liberty Go? prose poem

The flag unfurled, and from within, fresh rose petals Jauntily floated down like gently melting snow flakes. Soon, even the smell of freedom dissipated, losing its Way into the winding lanes and by lanes of our lives. Tell me, which

Four Feathers

Four Feathers long poem

Tied at the four corners, Knotted so tight, Unable to disentangle, Nauseated they feel, The Four feathers. Flowing tresses in the wind, Blowing in the wondrous spring, Balancing toes with the sing, Spreading arms to enfold, The moments to devour;

United Defiance

United Defiance long poem

To come crashing through the gates of hell, look the demon in the eye and casually yell! Total defiance in every breath as you stare down into the dungeons of death. Never before have you shaken my goals or been

Voices Within

Voices Within short poem

If emotions were sounds, And feelings could be heard, What would be the loudest? And would some be unheard? Huff-puff, rattle, grunts and slurs! Would we just hear random noises? Whistles, whispers, shouts and roars! Or beautifully harmonizing inner voices?

Freedom Of Choice?

Freedom Of Choice? short poem

I am born a Human But chained like a Dog. They say I am Free But my soul is in Bonds. I am free to Speak But my words are Chosen. I have the right to Think But my thoughts

Just Freedom

Just Freedom long poem

When lips seek lips to quench a thirst of passion… Freedom slackens a knot in its belly and gasps!!! When limbs entangle in an embrace of abandon freedom.. comprehension gets drowned in the deluge of an emotional erotic Freedom between

A Seek

A Seek short poem

An imprisoned bird looks through the window, beauty of the stars in the dark sky. She dreams to fly with her wings wide, sensing the fresh air, rejoicing amidst her fellow birds. She dreams to be happy and free again,

Bowl Was Still Empty

Bowl Was Still Empty short poem

Trying to follow truth his journey was nightmarish. Alchemic fusion with past and future failed – his bowl was still empty. In the inner space a largesse, free of present, becomes the pain of perfection! Now what to do next?

Infinity

Infinity ode

It was a place of echos and fragrance of spring.. Gentle like the weightlessness of clouds It was just about me and you being free.. Free from these mysterious doubts. Behind every place of refuge.. Plunged a maddening familiarity of

Once Too Often

Once Too Often short poem

Today- a new thought came my way and though I knew it well- I heard it say so you’ve crawled back in your shell- to stay? until someone reaches out to you? unknown to me you came upon the mask

Follow Your Heart

Follow Your Heart short poem

You say come and live with me if you want to be free who cares what people think I am all you need so don’t be afraid I promise you, you can trust me baby Well and I did feel

Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

Nocturnal Snowing

Nocturnal Snowing long poem

«Let this fluffy snow fall upon our Dreams and make them shine!» Set free, Your breath smoothens unshaken skies; Your perception scratches unopened realities. Is it a diversion –maybe– for lost thoughts, For lost faces and sins? Looking the other

Freedom

Freedom short poem

Freedom, you are the autumn leaf drifting to the call of the season. Freedom, you are the tune forming in a dreamers mind. Freedom, you are the paint on a wet canvas seeking it’s own path to redemption. Freedom you

Beyond The Wish

Beyond The Wish short poem

I want to sit in the lap of nature, And hear the murmurs of its bosom, Unravel the secrets of the here after, The idle hours, they depart and they come. I want to lie in dark crevices, Within the

Hues Of The Ocean……

Hues Of The Ocean...... short poem

Leave your worries by the shoreline, And run your bare-feet through the sand, Let the water be a soft bed, When you cannot bear to stand. Make friends with flying seagulls, And hold the sun up-to your palm, Before you