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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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
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Infected
You always make me feel like I’m dead inside.
You try to stab me with your dirty needles
and cover my scars to watch them heal with time.
Add some poison to my blood and shake well.
Leave me with painful splinters stuck in my mind.
I can’t erase the haunting memories of hell
-Cause you’re an infection
to all those around you
you cause a corruption
to start spreading from you- (Chorus)
You often make me feel like I’m sick all over,
stuffing all of your hate, love, and fear inside of me.
It is a deadly illness like no...
You try to stab me with your dirty needles
and cover my scars to watch them heal with time.
Add some poison to my blood and shake well.
Leave me with painful splinters stuck in my mind.
I can’t erase the haunting memories of hell
-Cause you’re an infection
to all those around you
you cause a corruption
to start spreading from you- (Chorus)
You often make me feel like I’m sick all over,
stuffing all of your hate, love, and fear inside of me.
It is a deadly illness like no...
#conflict
#illness
#lyrics
#metaphor
#relationships
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Never let me breathe
My mind is lost
I'm out of place
dont know the cost
I have to face
I've seen it all
there's not much to see
I tend to fall
when you look down on me
I cant sit around here anymore
cause you wont listen to me
I wont stand around here anymore
cause you never let me breathe
(Chorus)
I come down here
just to watch you crawl
I make your fear
stronger than you are
One day you'll realize
just how far you can get
without me in your life
saying how far you will get
...
I'm out of place
dont know the cost
I have to face
I've seen it all
there's not much to see
I tend to fall
when you look down on me
I cant sit around here anymore
cause you wont listen to me
I wont stand around here anymore
cause you never let me breathe
(Chorus)
I come down here
just to watch you crawl
I make your fear
stronger than you are
One day you'll realize
just how far you can get
without me in your life
saying how far you will get
...
#conflict
#lyrics
#relationships #suffering
#relationships #suffering
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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
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~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
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resting bitch face values
You walk in
disturb me from whatever I'm doing
to ask me why I'm wearing
my "depressed face" again
like I swapped a smile and lazy bed hair
for some emo eye make up
and a hair sprayed birds nest
No matter how many times
I tell you it's my "thinking face"
or "creative processing face"
or you know, just my actual
fucking usual face
when it's existing
in it's natural state
all you see is black skies
and storm clouds
streaked with lighting
and brimming with...
disturb me from whatever I'm doing
to ask me why I'm wearing
my "depressed face" again
like I swapped a smile and lazy bed hair
for some emo eye make up
and a hair sprayed birds nest
No matter how many times
I tell you it's my "thinking face"
or "creative processing face"
or you know, just my actual
fucking usual face
when it's existing
in it's natural state
all you see is black skies
and storm clouds
streaked with lighting
and brimming with...
#conflict
#frustration
#relationships
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Whispers of Her
My heart beats for two—she who was bruised,
and I who’s going along with time,
blinking the seconds away with no regard
to the broken figure far back in the past.
How cruel I have grown to betray her,
I, whom she trusts the most.
Muscling through the storms with a smile
on my lips, mouthing I am alright.
How can I be when she’s stuck in the dark
on her own, waiting for me to face her.
How can I when I’m so eager to feel the light,
as if the pain wasn’t as agonizing as she cried from.
Just how heartless I have...
and I who’s going along with time,
blinking the seconds away with no regard
to the broken figure far back in the past.
How cruel I have grown to betray her,
I, whom she trusts the most.
Muscling through the storms with a smile
on my lips, mouthing I am alright.
How can I be when she’s stuck in the dark
on her own, waiting for me to face her.
How can I when I’m so eager to feel the light,
as if the pain wasn’t as agonizing as she cried from.
Just how heartless I have...
#conflict
#emptiness
#hurt #SelfReflection
#hurt #SelfReflection
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~”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
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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
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With Each Day
I wonder
as I sit up late
only got a couple hours sleep
and I have work in the morning
maybe this week has just been rough
the last thing I needed
was some self righteous prick
talking to me about how great they are
yet, when it's time to prove it
it's almost laughable how badly you fail
but it goes right over your head
standing there so proud of yourself
looking at me for some kind of approval
and maybe I should just force a grin
would of been easier
if I didn't deal with this shit
time and time again ...
as I sit up late
only got a couple hours sleep
and I have work in the morning
maybe this week has just been rough
the last thing I needed
was some self righteous prick
talking to me about how great they are
yet, when it's time to prove it
it's almost laughable how badly you fail
but it goes right over your head
standing there so proud of yourself
looking at me for some kind of approval
and maybe I should just force a grin
would of been easier
if I didn't deal with this shit
time and time again ...
#conflict
#frustration
#job
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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
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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
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