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.
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After+Math
A skeleton strewn on the curb
Bone fragments hair and fur
A relic of a Saint embedded
An olive branch and dove rescinded
Glassy eyes glazed over and still
A cup not half full nor filled
Shimmering dust in the long long dark
A distance closed in a quiet park
I spend my time but earn not enough
I prefer to be gentle I'm sorry for being rough
Bone fragments hair and fur
A relic of a Saint embedded
An olive branch and dove rescinded
Glassy eyes glazed over and still
A cup not half full nor filled
Shimmering dust in the long long dark
A distance closed in a quiet park
I spend my time but earn not enough
I prefer to be gentle I'm sorry for being rough
#conflict
#lover
#mystery
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Backwoods Love
Loving you was harder then it seemed.
Up at night, due to broken dreams.
Puppet Master, you loved pulling strings.
When all you had to do was just believe.
We had a future, I handed you the keys.
Country living, just like you asked to be.
I was your king, and you were my queen.
But that Wile E Coyote, would always get in between.
On my knees, begging for you to see.
But you and God had other plans unfortunately.
Up at night, due to broken dreams.
Puppet Master, you loved pulling strings.
When all you had to do was just believe.
We had a future, I handed you the keys.
Country living, just like you asked to be.
I was your king, and you were my queen.
But that Wile E Coyote, would always get in between.
On my knees, begging for you to see.
But you and God had other plans unfortunately.
#breakup
#conflict
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
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Muted No
"say it!"
"no!"
a wail from within screamed,
"yes"
was all my voice could emit.
"no!"
a wail from within screamed,
"yes"
was all my voice could emit.
#conflict
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what do you do when everything is grey
For today I've cried enough
And for tomorrow there's some cheese in the fridge
The tarot card I've drawn
Tells me to accept my situation and stop resisting
Only then I would see the solution
It was the hanged
The doctor I've fallen in love with is playing banjo
There's twelve other people around him playing the fiddle, bass, guitar and some more banjo
I'm holding onto my beer and two or three months ago he introduced himself with "Shaun, like the sheep"
and that's exactly how their music sounds like
I wish I felt the way...
And for tomorrow there's some cheese in the fridge
The tarot card I've drawn
Tells me to accept my situation and stop resisting
Only then I would see the solution
It was the hanged
The doctor I've fallen in love with is playing banjo
There's twelve other people around him playing the fiddle, bass, guitar and some more banjo
I'm holding onto my beer and two or three months ago he introduced himself with "Shaun, like the sheep"
and that's exactly how their music sounds like
I wish I felt the way...
#breakup
#conflict
#ForbiddenLove
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her favorite weapon
she chose
her
favorite
weapon
to use
against me,
her silence,
something
that is
effective,
and
as i heard
nothing,
i gave in
again.
her
favorite
weapon
to use
against me,
her silence,
something
that is
effective,
and
as i heard
nothing,
i gave in
again.
#conflict
#deception
#disappointment #sadness
#disappointment #sadness
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Poison Blood
Says they’re poisoning our blood
While he poisons American me and our history
Selling lies and gold sneakers
Says you’re not one of US
When he came from land of immigrants
Father Fred born of a German barber
Land of the free what does that mean to me
They turn around and tell you when and what
You can do with your female body
Talk about freedom but all they do is close you in
If you think forward not in the past
You’re too woke you communist
Wallowing...
While he poisons American me and our history
Selling lies and gold sneakers
Says you’re not one of US
When he came from land of immigrants
Father Fred born of a German barber
Land of the free what does that mean to me
They turn around and tell you when and what
You can do with your female body
Talk about freedom but all they do is close you in
If you think forward not in the past
You’re too woke you communist
Wallowing...
#anger
#apathy
#betrayal
#conflict
#deception
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it's not my fault you're flammable
He says he loves me
like I'm awe inspiring
and some days the way
he looks at me
makes me want to punch myself
because I don't know how to accept
that level of adoration
and I'm sure I don't deserve it
I'm the instigator of all fights
I have a fire inside me that
once it's done burning me
it will light up anyone
unlucky enough to stand too close
maybe that's what it means
to be unlucky in love
not to be without love
but to love something that burns
Some days I wonder
if I...
like I'm awe inspiring
and some days the way
he looks at me
makes me want to punch myself
because I don't know how to accept
that level of adoration
and I'm sure I don't deserve it
I'm the instigator of all fights
I have a fire inside me that
once it's done burning me
it will light up anyone
unlucky enough to stand too close
maybe that's what it means
to be unlucky in love
not to be without love
but to love something that burns
Some days I wonder
if I...
#confessional
#conflict
#love #lover
#love #lover
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Poisonous Voices
Voices on a loop
Rushing through my head,
Like poison
Coursing through my veins.
Rushing through my head,
Like poison
Coursing through my veins.
#conflict
#emotions
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Searchin for death
Death
I've been looking for you
I have choked life
Shook it by it's scrawny neck
Fucked the taste out of it's mouth
Made it scream
Making it want to die
Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail
Come on
Show me what you got!
I've been looking for you
I have choked life
Shook it by it's scrawny neck
Fucked the taste out of it's mouth
Made it scream
Making it want to die
Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail
Come on
Show me what you got!
#conflict
#dark
#death
#fate
#LifeStruggles
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The Gravity of Doubt
What thought for life
torments me enough
to keep from flinging
this dismal soul—
gift-wrapped in flesh—
from these towered heights?
The days were swift
and gone.
Fear grips
this would-be stone,
preventing the fall
that the will now fights.
“Blessed is the Lord,”
my heart defends,
what my mind has opposed,
hammering this hesitant,
restless soul with
heavy,
leaden
blows.
torments me enough
to keep from flinging
this dismal soul—
gift-wrapped in flesh—
from these towered heights?
The days were swift
and gone.
Fear grips
this would-be stone,
preventing the fall
that the will now fights.
“Blessed is the Lord,”
my heart defends,
what my mind has opposed,
hammering this hesitant,
restless soul with
heavy,
leaden
blows.
#conflict
#depression
#fear
#spiritual
#suicide
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A Gross Abecedarian tale...backwards
#conflict
#dirty
#illness #money
#illness #money
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“Winter Weddings”
Turned my back;
Promises betrayed.
Vows broken.
Wishing I had stayed.
Decisions made in desperation,
Too late to turn around.
Running from my past,
A path of destruction found.
Blinded by pain.
Stupid became self-destructive:
Searching for death
Proved productive.
Clean is the razors cut;
Clean is the deadly dope.
Consumed in anguish
Killing myself to cope.
The hour soon to strike,
Fate deeply rooted.
Embrace the path,
Every step sure-footed.
Heart in His hands
Saved by His Grace. ...
Promises betrayed.
Vows broken.
Wishing I had stayed.
Decisions made in desperation,
Too late to turn around.
Running from my past,
A path of destruction found.
Blinded by pain.
Stupid became self-destructive:
Searching for death
Proved productive.
Clean is the razors cut;
Clean is the deadly dope.
Consumed in anguish
Killing myself to cope.
The hour soon to strike,
Fate deeply rooted.
Embrace the path,
Every step sure-footed.
Heart in His hands
Saved by His Grace. ...
#betrayal
#conflict
#regret
#sadness
#TimeHeals
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