Poems about Conflict
#conflict
Conflict poems about relationship arguments, family feuds and conflict in society. Here you'll find poems exploring the emotions behind conflict situations, including internal conflict over difficult life decisions.
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 12:02pm
29th Jan 2025 12:02pm
The Brunt
Funny, how I am always to blame
for an unexpected disturbance
- a ripple in the routine
Whatever it might be
you come at me
and every single time
it sinks me
I've reasoned that whatever I do
or have done,
you will find a way
to punish me
You haven't been in my life
in many years,
but you still expect something from me
you are the chaos that robs the calm
If we didn't have a child,
I'd be long gone
but here I am
trapped in this limbo
having to endure
an attack almost...
for an unexpected disturbance
- a ripple in the routine
Whatever it might be
you come at me
and every single time
it sinks me
I've reasoned that whatever I do
or have done,
you will find a way
to punish me
You haven't been in my life
in many years,
but you still expect something from me
you are the chaos that robs the calm
If we didn't have a child,
I'd be long gone
but here I am
trapped in this limbo
having to endure
an attack almost...
#conflict
#manipulation
#relationships #SelfWorth
#relationships #SelfWorth
78 reads
9 Comments
xthan
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 10:39am
29th Jan 2025 10:39am
Beige pigs in long wigs
I hear her and her
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
#conflict
#HumanRights
#LGBT
#oppression
#transgender
49 reads
0 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 11:00pm
28th Jan 2025 11:00pm
Drink me, kill me... (with Reading)
Especially cruel in the mouth.
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
#abuse
#BDSM
#conflict
#dark
#lust
155 reads
25 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
Distorted Love
I'll only fuck you if you become my slut
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
#conflict
#relationships
#UnrequitedLove
108 reads
3 Comments
Renee
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 5:37pm
24th Jan 2025 5:37pm
Broken
I was more innocent than I ever knew,
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
#breakup
#conflict
#deception
#disappointment
#MovingOn
65 reads
1 Comment
NoQuarter
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 00:24am
21st Jan 2025 00:24am
Kick The Dog
#conflict
#dark
#relationships
32 reads
0 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 7:58am
20th Jan 2025 7:58am
like a glass
she breaks
emotionally
from his
rejection
like a
glass
thrown
up against
a wall.
emotionally
from his
rejection
like a
glass
thrown
up against
a wall.
#conflict
#deception
#heartbroken
#manipulation
#rejection
75 reads
5 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 3:16pm
15th Jan 2025 3:16pm
Fake Ass
What if we swapped that tiny
dancer in the music box,
For a stripper on a pole,
In the heat of intoxicated thoughts?
Drunk and jealousy, trust me,
don't mix,
Friction ignites where emotions twist.
Was it a fight over a customer’s gaze,
Or did beauty alone set
the stage ablaze?
I wasn't in her mind, so I couldn't know,
The tension that simmered,
ready to blow.
One stood on the side stage,
the other with a client,
Corona's in hand, the day shift riot, ...
dancer in the music box,
For a stripper on a pole,
In the heat of intoxicated thoughts?
Drunk and jealousy, trust me,
don't mix,
Friction ignites where emotions twist.
Was it a fight over a customer’s gaze,
Or did beauty alone set
the stage ablaze?
I wasn't in her mind, so I couldn't know,
The tension that simmered,
ready to blow.
One stood on the side stage,
the other with a client,
Corona's in hand, the day shift riot, ...
#anger
#conflict
#hate
#violence
#WritingPoetry
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 2:18pm
14th Jan 2025 2:18pm
Secrets - The Pub Evening
When he goes to the bar, I ring Mel. Her line's busy.
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
#conflict
#friendship
#memories
41 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 6:39am
14th Jan 2025 6:39am
~convoluted dark depths:: the swallowing gallows
rusted nibs
of this bloodied
pen.. breaks in that
decisive split second..
(a
ray of hope dawns
from it’s parted away
abrupt clucking splits
.. as an umbilical
home connect..
yet gotten cut off
for that lighted
chapter .. if not an
illumine.. )
..s e n t e n c e d
.
are only those
the so - system’s
scapegoats.. those
from their pleading
eyes of innocence..
breaks free..
from
the mindlessly
let loose volatility ...
of this bloodied
pen.. breaks in that
decisive split second..
(a
ray of hope dawns
from it’s parted away
abrupt clucking splits
.. as an umbilical
home connect..
yet gotten cut off
for that lighted
chapter .. if not an
illumine.. )
..s e n t e n c e d
.
are only those
the so - system’s
scapegoats.. those
from their pleading
eyes of innocence..
breaks free..
from
the mindlessly
let loose volatility ...
#conflict
#corruption
#death
#prison
#rebellion
142 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
some days I get so sad I can't function
You tell me to get outside
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
#conflict
#depression
#MentalHealth
#myself
#relationships
102 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
emotional claustrophobia
Take our problems
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
#conflict
#MentalHealth
#relationships
77 reads
4 Comments
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