Least Read Poems About Conflict
#conflict
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Conflict...
Life is precious, they say
God given, the gift of life, you only have one
Then why oh why are they taking life so freely, so recklessly, so selfishly?
I live one day at a time, thats my choice and not your suggestion
Bombs are dropping, explosives exploding
Fear is fuelling fear, people fleeing with nowhere to flee
Parents unable to give their children the promise of peace and freedom
What a sorry way to live
Tragedy is our closest friend, our closest enemy
Maybe this is the end of all endings
All we have is hope,...
God given, the gift of life, you only have one
Then why oh why are they taking life so freely, so recklessly, so selfishly?
I live one day at a time, thats my choice and not your suggestion
Bombs are dropping, explosives exploding
Fear is fuelling fear, people fleeing with nowhere to flee
Parents unable to give their children the promise of peace and freedom
What a sorry way to live
Tragedy is our closest friend, our closest enemy
Maybe this is the end of all endings
All we have is hope,...
#conflict
#war
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Inking
A thick splash of ink
does make me rethink
make me again feel
the thrilling spill of the write
Bathed in the viscous flow
still left willing to know
all that there is...
all that there may be
Thoughts become words
words become lines
how each one then defines
the essence of who I am
Put it down on the page
whether pure folly or sage
left as indelible proof
that I was once here
How I did willfully roam
in pursuit of the poem
lived a life that was brinking ...
does make me rethink
make me again feel
the thrilling spill of the write
Bathed in the viscous flow
still left willing to know
all that there is...
all that there may be
Thoughts become words
words become lines
how each one then defines
the essence of who I am
Put it down on the page
whether pure folly or sage
left as indelible proof
that I was once here
How I did willfully roam
in pursuit of the poem
lived a life that was brinking ...
#conflict
#rhyming
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Immerse
For better or worse
I love to immerse
myself
in the magic of the night
Engaging in the write
to search for what is left
why I am bereft...
of things I have never known
While every day I try to own
some sense of peace
iron out every crease
on this threadbare soul
Fill in this deepening hole
starting from within
find comfort in my skin
cataloguing all my scars
Defy each thing that bars
as I still search for me
seek again to be free
in this splendid immersion
I love to immerse
myself
in the magic of the night
Engaging in the write
to search for what is left
why I am bereft...
of things I have never known
While every day I try to own
some sense of peace
iron out every crease
on this threadbare soul
Fill in this deepening hole
starting from within
find comfort in my skin
cataloguing all my scars
Defy each thing that bars
as I still search for me
seek again to be free
in this splendid immersion
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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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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Jagged Lines
I want to poetically
die
at least give it a try
crash against the side
of a left justified
poem
with tattered lines
of uneven
length
dare to have the strength
to withstand its
demand
with each line
ragged
line breaks jagged
in order to cut
free this orphaned line
die
at least give it a try
crash against the side
of a left justified
poem
with tattered lines
of uneven
length
dare to have the strength
to withstand its
demand
with each line
ragged
line breaks jagged
in order to cut
free this orphaned line
#conflict
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#art
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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
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Mosaic
The world breaks everyone and afterward some are strong
at the broken places" ~ Ernest Hemingway
Funny how shattered stain glass
can be even more beautiful
than the original window
when not prearranged
Each translucent shard
makes it hard
to deny
to refute
How we are all beauty
after we are broken
after the damage has been spoken
within the balm of gentle rhyme
As we truly take the time
to fully heal
unveil all we conceal
to the warming light of day
Celebrating this...
at the broken places" ~ Ernest Hemingway
Funny how shattered stain glass
can be even more beautiful
than the original window
when not prearranged
Each translucent shard
makes it hard
to deny
to refute
How we are all beauty
after we are broken
after the damage has been spoken
within the balm of gentle rhyme
As we truly take the time
to fully heal
unveil all we conceal
to the warming light of day
Celebrating this...
#conflict
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Mystery...
I always choose the clues
I wish to reveal
along with those I conceal
hidden right here in plain sight
these masques I wear
are then meant to compare
the false me with reality
such a delicious tease
executed with such ease
as mystery creates my history
I wish to reveal
along with those I conceal
hidden right here in plain sight
these masques I wear
are then meant to compare
the false me with reality
such a delicious tease
executed with such ease
as mystery creates my history
#conflict
#secrets
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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Clash
I truly must say
it is beyond night and day
these feelings I feel
these words that I steal
bind them as I find them
tightly to the line
emotions deep and strong
carry me along
ever towards the edge
forever with this pledge
to see the spark within the flash
revel in the calm before the clash
it is beyond night and day
these feelings I feel
these words that I steal
bind them as I find them
tightly to the line
emotions deep and strong
carry me along
ever towards the edge
forever with this pledge
to see the spark within the flash
revel in the calm before the clash
#conflict
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#emotions
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Every Single Day
Not good enough
Not smart enough
Not pretty enough
Every single day she tells me these things
Too emotional
Too sensitive
Too complicated
Every single day she makes me believe them
Unlovable
Undesired
Useless
Every single day she beats me down and wins
She...is me
Not smart enough
Not pretty enough
Every single day she tells me these things
Too emotional
Too sensitive
Too complicated
Every single day she makes me believe them
Unlovable
Undesired
Useless
Every single day she beats me down and wins
She...is me
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#childhood
#conflict
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Blend
The color of the night
is deepened with time
making it darker
making it bolder
This richness of black
keeps taking me back
to a simpler age
a simple place
Allows me to now face
things I wish to forget
this palette of regret
that paints all of my days
With all of its hues
reds, greens, and blues
now separated out
along with my doubt
As I dip deep my quill
in a nighttime so still
nearing the end
while the colors again blend
is deepened with time
making it darker
making it bolder
This richness of black
keeps taking me back
to a simpler age
a simple place
Allows me to now face
things I wish to forget
this palette of regret
that paints all of my days
With all of its hues
reds, greens, and blues
now separated out
along with my doubt
As I dip deep my quill
in a nighttime so still
nearing the end
while the colors again blend
#conflict
#confessional
#memories
#WritingPoetry
#art
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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
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Conflict