Least Read Poems About Conflict
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FeNyX
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2021 00:38am
23rd Jan 2021 00:38am
k- Support Your Local Knight
Who does a god confess to?
Who gives a god absolution?
Penance
Who judges the judge?
Who counsels the almighty?
What laws govern a god's actions?
How does one hold a god accountable?
How does one police a god?
How does one stop a god from hurting instead of helping?
What if a god is fallen?
How does one kill a god?
How does one save a god?
How does one know when a god needs saving?
How does a god know he needs help?
When a god fails ...
Who gives a god absolution?
Penance
Who judges the judge?
Who counsels the almighty?
What laws govern a god's actions?
How does one hold a god accountable?
How does one police a god?
How does one stop a god from hurting instead of helping?
What if a god is fallen?
How does one kill a god?
How does one save a god?
How does one know when a god needs saving?
How does a god know he needs help?
When a god fails ...
#love
#conflict
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4 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
1st Jan 2020 3:07am
1st Jan 2020 3:07am
Express-less
Walk to walk
And talk the talk
It was all that mattered
for long
It deterred,
Each blood stain
That crossed through,
the power pressing
against chests,
Digest,
Walk the walk
and talk the talk
no more time is left
to pick up what was left,
unsolved,
this and that
answers lost,
as you walk the walk
and talk the talk,
makes no sense,
that’s how
easy stuff
get not
figured out
the lost and the gain,
two sides and a coin,
just one game, ...
And talk the talk
It was all that mattered
for long
It deterred,
Each blood stain
That crossed through,
the power pressing
against chests,
Digest,
Walk the walk
and talk the talk
no more time is left
to pick up what was left,
unsolved,
this and that
answers lost,
as you walk the walk
and talk the talk,
makes no sense,
that’s how
easy stuff
get not
figured out
the lost and the gain,
two sides and a coin,
just one game, ...
#loneliness
#courage
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
14 reads
12 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
20th Jan 2019 6:19pm
20th Jan 2019 6:19pm
the im-properties of glass
liquid of fire
badly made
wavy eyes
bubbled trees
the weepy willow
made it worse
we make it so clear
modern
times these
you could walk
right through
glass
but
these lips
these hands
indicate otherwise
wisely kept-
out
these
heart-breakers
kiss
simply
and touch
a question
everywhere
there are pains
with pressed ohs
and side-
eyed vees
high fives
the police can’t
identify
printed handfuls ...
badly made
wavy eyes
bubbled trees
the weepy willow
made it worse
we make it so clear
modern
times these
you could walk
right through
glass
but
these lips
these hands
indicate otherwise
wisely kept-
out
these
heart-breakers
kiss
simply
and touch
a question
everywhere
there are pains
with pressed ohs
and side-
eyed vees
high fives
the police can’t
identify
printed handfuls ...
#relationships
#conflict
16 reads
1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Jun 2024 6:33pm
20th Jun 2024 6:33pm
I’m the Shit
Catching breath and sitting in the mud
what the fuck, my face is covered in blood
It’s fine, after all it’s not mine
nothing matters anymore my soul
has gone blind and one thousand bloody
boxes fill my mind
Bradley’s fill to the top with heads, torsos
and limbs, no man left behind after all
even the pieces go home
It’s grim, but the walking keeps me slim
can’t run when your gun is the saw
talk about a chopper, the hoodlums in
my town would be in awe
Fuck it, time to get going
there’s smoke on the...
what the fuck, my face is covered in blood
It’s fine, after all it’s not mine
nothing matters anymore my soul
has gone blind and one thousand bloody
boxes fill my mind
Bradley’s fill to the top with heads, torsos
and limbs, no man left behind after all
even the pieces go home
It’s grim, but the walking keeps me slim
can’t run when your gun is the saw
talk about a chopper, the hoodlums in
my town would be in awe
Fuck it, time to get going
there’s smoke on the...
#conflict
#military
#soldiers #war
#soldiers #war
17 reads
9 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
24th Feb 2019 1:20am
24th Feb 2019 1:20am
The Ventura Pier and Promenade at Mid-Day
it’s what jumpers do
they assign you
with the gap-toothed
our procession
set gulls squawking
her finger tapping
the cranium
as a woodpecker
saving the tree
yelling stupidstupidstupidstupid/sudden
SUDDEN
a swirling blemish
between the pier’s legs
spewed like her gape
your possessions
given to me
set my head squawking
arms full
of your cast-offs
...
they assign you
with the gap-toothed
our procession
set gulls squawking
her finger tapping
the cranium
as a woodpecker
saving the tree
yelling stupidstupidstupidstupid/sudden
SUDDEN
a swirling blemish
between the pier’s legs
spewed like her gape
your possessions
given to me
set my head squawking
arms full
of your cast-offs
...
#conflict
#friendship
#memories #confusion
#memories #confusion
18 reads
8 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:51pm
Yesterday 11:51pm
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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yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 11:37am
29th Dec 2018 11:37am
"A" haikus
we avoid the looks
the arch cherry tree in March
near-by Arlington
anarchy aglow
pear tree to nowhere April
plane trip over lines
avail and anvil
our apple blossoms smear May
down in Wenatchee
appease the in-laws
June eats a plum pie by Lake
Coeur d’Alene
amends of the heart
makes the art of July green
over cherry trees
the arch cherry tree in March
near-by Arlington
anarchy aglow
pear tree to nowhere April
plane trip over lines
avail and anvil
our apple blossoms smear May
down in Wenatchee
appease the in-laws
June eats a plum pie by Lake
Coeur d’Alene
amends of the heart
makes the art of July green
over cherry trees
#marriage
#conflict
#family
#trees
#haiku
20 reads
6 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
9th Feb 2019 7:39pm
9th Feb 2019 7:39pm
L'esprit d'escalier
i want to shine back up the staircase
to tell you exactly exaltedly
just how the power-towers look
splayed like men; i split-lickety-split
let us stead the radio-waves
if we maybe thought as they did
and evolved enthusiasm
through the precision
of motions and handheld devices in bed
let us shake romanticism by its grotto
if loosely we stayed as lewd
as glass when cooled
but moved as a pebble spun from tires
hairline-fracturing the foreclosure
let us stump the rainfall
...
to tell you exactly exaltedly
just how the power-towers look
splayed like men; i split-lickety-split
let us stead the radio-waves
if we maybe thought as they did
and evolved enthusiasm
through the precision
of motions and handheld devices in bed
let us shake romanticism by its grotto
if loosely we stayed as lewd
as glass when cooled
but moved as a pebble spun from tires
hairline-fracturing the foreclosure
let us stump the rainfall
...
#women
#men
#relationships #conflict
#relationships #conflict
20 reads
5 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
30th Dec 2018 9:01pm
30th Dec 2018 9:01pm
photosynthesis: converting light to be later released
It is crystal, stems
do break up. They do to diverge in what
paths light sustenance either solar or lunar.
It would do to say in ritual eros
every lover follows some noble arc; or
i suggest that you exalt it.
Two heads are being born and share napes,
proprioception or best way of seeing,
is feeling around in the bud
pre-emergence.
But later the restless hands,
after applause after hunger,
longing to move, they rub
together the present
at the very infinite crack of parting.
...
do break up. They do to diverge in what
paths light sustenance either solar or lunar.
It would do to say in ritual eros
every lover follows some noble arc; or
i suggest that you exalt it.
Two heads are being born and share napes,
proprioception or best way of seeing,
is feeling around in the bud
pre-emergence.
But later the restless hands,
after applause after hunger,
longing to move, they rub
together the present
at the very infinite crack of parting.
...
#conflict
#flowers
#nature #confessional
#nature #confessional
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2019 3:56pm
22nd Feb 2019 3:56pm
The Cost of Living
Session 1:
Radiation-eyed, that is
to say sun-eyed, beast-eyed.
In outer-space, astro
witnesses say moth, fuck.
Watch out for that mother.
It links between the air, all there
as the goods as in gaps.
Either fire or snow, it calms.
Session 2:
Your synapses- the chaos
in unseen influences.
Predetermined. We lie.
We lie on the divan.
Looking for the delicate clumps
that cut themselves, plopping
on the rug. Look at this
predetermined modernism.
...
Radiation-eyed, that is
to say sun-eyed, beast-eyed.
In outer-space, astro
witnesses say moth, fuck.
Watch out for that mother.
It links between the air, all there
as the goods as in gaps.
Either fire or snow, it calms.
Session 2:
Your synapses- the chaos
in unseen influences.
Predetermined. We lie.
We lie on the divan.
Looking for the delicate clumps
that cut themselves, plopping
on the rug. Look at this
predetermined modernism.
...
#conflict
#PowerOfWords
21 reads
3 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
20th Aug 2017 9:47pm
20th Aug 2017 9:47pm
A Grain of Hate Infects the Soul
The sound of violence and gunshots fill the air
As loved ones scream or in shock just stare
The taste of hate lingers in a killer's mouth and tongue
And with every breath he breathes through his lungs
He inhales venom and exhales disaster
Drawing unto himself destruction faster.
When hate overshadows a person's sight
He only sees the world in black and white
No beauty in colors or flowers
Just reaping disaster at every hour.
With the scent of blood clogging his nose
He smells not the pleasant fragrance of a rose.
...
As loved ones scream or in shock just stare
The taste of hate lingers in a killer's mouth and tongue
And with every breath he breathes through his lungs
He inhales venom and exhales disaster
Drawing unto himself destruction faster.
When hate overshadows a person's sight
He only sees the world in black and white
No beauty in colors or flowers
Just reaping disaster at every hour.
With the scent of blood clogging his nose
He smells not the pleasant fragrance of a rose.
...
#conflict
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1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
31st Dec 2017 11:27am
31st Dec 2017 11:27am
Kissed By The Morning Dawn
The tears, the heartaches, the pain you caused
As I sat in dark corners counting my loss.
Too many years trapped in your trap
Unable to release myself from your clutched grasp.
Bound by the idea you’d love me some day
A bit over four years of my life were washed away
Barely breathing the same mighty thin air
Barely living...hoping you’d care.
Stopped my life just to wait for you
To come to terms...oh, what a fool!
Believing your empty promises and running to phones
That never rang...and your remorse as hard as stone. ...
As I sat in dark corners counting my loss.
Too many years trapped in your trap
Unable to release myself from your clutched grasp.
Bound by the idea you’d love me some day
A bit over four years of my life were washed away
Barely breathing the same mighty thin air
Barely living...hoping you’d care.
Stopped my life just to wait for you
To come to terms...oh, what a fool!
Believing your empty promises and running to phones
That never rang...and your remorse as hard as stone. ...
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Conflict
