Poems About Conflict Seeking Honest Critique
#conflict
Poems about conflict seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 2:06pm
4th Apr 2025 2:06pm
She used to call me a ....
PIA
Pain in the ass
Thought it was kind of endearing
Love has it's own language...
Pain in the ass
Thought it was kind of endearing
Love has it's own language...
#conflict
#dialogue
#love
80 reads
8 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 1:03pm
2nd Apr 2025 1:03pm
Outro
He loves to get a reaction,
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
#conflict
#heartbroken
17 reads
2 Comments
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 1:14pm
28th Mar 2025 1:14pm
Desperation
I need you to text me tonight
Wether it’s mean, or heartfelt
In the morning I hope to see your rage
Or your face
Just text me tonight please I beg
Wether it’s mean, or heartfelt
In the morning I hope to see your rage
Or your face
Just text me tonight please I beg
#breakup
#confessional
#conflict #love
#conflict #love
65 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 11:48pm
18th Mar 2025 11:48pm
Mulberry St and Worth
Mulberry st and worth
Cross and orange and little water
Five fists of the Boroughs
Grace and favor of the lord
Fire in the points 37 amateurs
Swag in the fire
Come up for more
Feed the Butcher
Go to the house with gold
Fire burning next door but
This house has the booty
Bleaker street my dear Annie
Welcome John
From me and me lads sir
You that’s close enough
Cant stare down the glass Eagle
Like a man wiling to burn for his swag
Amsterdam pay for the favor of...
Cross and orange and little water
Five fists of the Boroughs
Grace and favor of the lord
Fire in the points 37 amateurs
Swag in the fire
Come up for more
Feed the Butcher
Go to the house with gold
Fire burning next door but
This house has the booty
Bleaker street my dear Annie
Welcome John
From me and me lads sir
You that’s close enough
Cant stare down the glass Eagle
Like a man wiling to burn for his swag
Amsterdam pay for the favor of...
#America
#conflict
#God
38 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 8:44pm
10th Mar 2025 8:44pm
~of the deadening doldrums & monsoonal harbingers
. never any signs and sounds
of a start .. this train.. never
getting heated up even at 40
when the mid noon summer
pours in as magmatic wildfire
trying sucking soul to its last
dripping drop of its plasmic
firing flame still holding
under heavily watering or
ghostly wavering to severe
extinguishing acts- that these
winds play in whatever jargons
.. of a clinical doldrum or
a monsoonal chaos
i wait and wait in an infinite
elusive wait .. to at least taste
your manliness airs.....
of a start .. this train.. never
getting heated up even at 40
when the mid noon summer
pours in as magmatic wildfire
trying sucking soul to its last
dripping drop of its plasmic
firing flame still holding
under heavily watering or
ghostly wavering to severe
extinguishing acts- that these
winds play in whatever jargons
.. of a clinical doldrum or
a monsoonal chaos
i wait and wait in an infinite
elusive wait .. to at least taste
your manliness airs.....
#birth
#conflict
#love
#metaphor
#trains
99 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 10:46pm
2nd Mar 2025 10:46pm
~”Sometimes (~All The Time), a cigar is (~NOT) just a cigar..”
And when he said this…
Freud just (did he?) put himself
in an absolute simplicity (? .. Noo!)
.. (why?) far away from his very own
symbolic connotations ever.. (yes yes, that is it!)
of a juxtaposed reality (hmm, it does sure!)
or an ever digging dream
that screens to its lucid fore..
its own deeply hidden cryptics
for long.. in its shining reveal
from the moulting layers of
the subconscious (ahh true!)
whatever.. now feels
this...
Freud just (did he?) put himself
in an absolute simplicity (? .. Noo!)
.. (why?) far away from his very own
symbolic connotations ever.. (yes yes, that is it!)
of a juxtaposed reality (hmm, it does sure!)
or an ever digging dream
that screens to its lucid fore..
its own deeply hidden cryptics
for long.. in its shining reveal
from the moulting layers of
the subconscious (ahh true!)
whatever.. now feels
this...
#conflict
#love
#orgasm #StreamOfConsciousness
#orgasm #StreamOfConsciousness
173 reads
7 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:37am
2nd Mar 2025 7:37am
Drawing A World
Bitterness runs through his arrogant veins
So he chose to push his own daughter away
She's drawing a world where hope remains
And her father chose to love instead of decay
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
So he chose to push his own daughter away
She's drawing a world where hope remains
And her father chose to love instead of decay
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#conflict
166 reads
25 Comments
MasterG
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:32am
28th Feb 2025 4:32am
The Brat
I am short with him
The outcome is grim
My response is late
I put out some bait
His calls are unanswered
It will be a disaster
I await his return
I am sure it will burn
I am his brat
I avoid his chat
He knows what I desire
I will not be a cryer
He becomes more demanding
I simpley avoid his branding
He comes through the door
I am kneeling on the floor
His steps are of power
He stands above me as a tower
Are we such a brat
Maybe you need a smack
Taking my hand
He leads me to my fait ...
The outcome is grim
My response is late
I put out some bait
His calls are unanswered
It will be a disaster
I await his return
I am sure it will burn
I am his brat
I avoid his chat
He knows what I desire
I will not be a cryer
He becomes more demanding
I simpley avoid his branding
He comes through the door
I am kneeling on the floor
His steps are of power
He stands above me as a tower
Are we such a brat
Maybe you need a smack
Taking my hand
He leads me to my fait ...
#conflict
#UnrequitedLove
59 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 10:50am
24th Feb 2025 10:50am
And We All Pay The Price
Grand designs no mere mortal understands
Shaping the future for ages to come
We are the instruments in death and treachery
False flag paranoia order of the day
They always know better than you and I
And they designate
Who to terminate
In silence subjugate
Opposition decimate
Know not 'til it's too late
Remote control decide fate
Visions of a new world they create
The war is lost before it starts
We stand no chance
Most won't even know it's on
Don't try to resist
Elite made...
Shaping the future for ages to come
We are the instruments in death and treachery
False flag paranoia order of the day
They always know better than you and I
And they designate
Who to terminate
In silence subjugate
Opposition decimate
Know not 'til it's too late
Remote control decide fate
Visions of a new world they create
The war is lost before it starts
We stand no chance
Most won't even know it's on
Don't try to resist
Elite made...
#conflict
#dystopian
#fate
#nonfiction
#politics
117 reads
12 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 7:58pm
21st Feb 2025 7:58pm
Love to a Gunfight
"We're bringing love to a gunfight."
~ Janiva Magness
Your enemies are your greatest teachers
—the ones who step on your triggers
revealing wounds that haven't yet healed
Each lesion that re-lacerates history
is an opportune time to decide
how we're going to react or reply
There are no coincidences in life
nor mistakes, only experience
lessons to spiritually advance
Thank those who perceive you
their adversary—their gift
is the greatest...
~ Janiva Magness
Your enemies are your greatest teachers
—the ones who step on your triggers
revealing wounds that haven't yet healed
Each lesion that re-lacerates history
is an opportune time to decide
how we're going to react or reply
There are no coincidences in life
nor mistakes, only experience
lessons to spiritually advance
Thank those who perceive you
their adversary—their gift
is the greatest...
#conflict
#love
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
382 reads
25 Comments
xinaskirt
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 10:30pm
19th Feb 2025 10:30pm
Torn apart, full moon...Part 1
#abuse
#conflict
#lust
#passion
#moon
238 reads
15 Comments
Artavious25
Taypen99
Taypen99
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 4:47pm
18th Feb 2025 4:47pm
Love and War
How are we so far apart in this bed?
Sleeping with venom in our hearts
Tension fills the room when we’re together
It’s love and war between us
Since when did we become enemies?
Fighting on opposite sides
Two atomic bombs ready to explode
The battle line was drawn when the arguments lingered long after malicious words were spewed
Like a gunshot what’s said can’t be taken back
The wound stays hidden under layers of resentment
Building like mold until it festers over the foundation we’ve made
What remains is similar to a war torn...
Sleeping with venom in our hearts
Tension fills the room when we’re together
It’s love and war between us
Since when did we become enemies?
Fighting on opposite sides
Two atomic bombs ready to explode
The battle line was drawn when the arguments lingered long after malicious words were spewed
Like a gunshot what’s said can’t be taken back
The wound stays hidden under layers of resentment
Building like mold until it festers over the foundation we’ve made
What remains is similar to a war torn...
#anger
#conflict
#marriage #sadness
#marriage #sadness
72 reads
0 Comments
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