I am free as a bird,
Sitting high in a tree,
Free as the wind,
The air and sea,
I am free.
Free from what you think of me,
All misery,
I am free.
I pack it all away,
The past,
My darkest days,
NOW,
Watch me fly,
Far far away.
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Author:
Ameljor (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is how many of us want to feel, and yet are afraid to let go of past memories, what people think of us, what could happen. Many of us, trap ourselves and are not free.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Lovely writing ) everybody wants to feel free and peaceful away from a past that may have been painful
The freedom of being free... Spot on!
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