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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Broken Bricks
We should live our lives asking for nothing,
taking what is freely given
with thankfulness and gratitude.
Instead, we choose to focus on the ones
who should give, but don't.
And so, we end up frustrated and irritated,
sleeping with the enemy,
mad at the world.
taking what is freely given
with thankfulness and gratitude.
Instead, we choose to focus on the ones
who should give, but don't.
And so, we end up frustrated and irritated,
sleeping with the enemy,
mad at the world.
#conflict
#confusion
#relationships
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So, Let's call it a tie.
You've said all your words
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
#conflict
#denial
#LifeStruggles #love
#LifeStruggles #love
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~You are The Kanchenjunga of Love
…. and then still up to the summit of Kangchenjunga, now so pure and ethereal we can scarcely believe it is part of the solid earth on which we stand; and so high it seems part of the very sky itself." ~ The Epic of Mount Everest, 1926, by Sir Francis Younghusband
…. the conflicting
duality goes on & on..
what remains ultimate
is the ‘love’
in Kanchenjunga heights
but, in a deeply digging
earthen sedimentation
1.
‘feels like
a puristic
tragicomedy
or even better
a ...
…. the conflicting
duality goes on & on..
what remains ultimate
is the ‘love’
in Kanchenjunga heights
but, in a deeply digging
earthen sedimentation
1.
‘feels like
a puristic
tragicomedy
or even better
a ...
#conflict
#nature
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
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How will you know
They say that through this passage of life, we will go through somethings in order, to get the full true understanding of how life truly works, whether for you are against you in search of what you want and need. How will you know that the next person, 🤔 that tries to walk into your life and world. YOU have to learn to listen, not to only what they say, but what they came to do, for if they ain't coming in your life with a positive attitude with real communications skills. TO articulate to you and show you there honestly and truth and trust, just stop and look and listen not to your...
#betrayal
#conflict
#deception
#manipulation
#separation
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Siren Song
There's a dark eyed girl on her way
She's going to steal your soul
Before the sun's on the rise
Better get back home if you know what's best
Her voice is the siren song
And she's got your ear
Got your a- ten-tion
She's going to pull your life onto the rocky shoals
She's going to leave you lost and broken
Her charms are more than you can bear
She'll chew you up and spit you out
She'll tear you down
She just don't care
There's a dark eyed girl rolling into town
And she's got mayhem on her mind
She doesn't care about...
She's going to steal your soul
Before the sun's on the rise
Better get back home if you know what's best
Her voice is the siren song
And she's got your ear
Got your a- ten-tion
She's going to pull your life onto the rocky shoals
She's going to leave you lost and broken
Her charms are more than you can bear
She'll chew you up and spit you out
She'll tear you down
She just don't care
There's a dark eyed girl rolling into town
And she's got mayhem on her mind
She doesn't care about...
#conflict
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The Brunt
Funny, how I am always to blame
for an unexpected disturbance
- a ripple in the routine
Whatever it might be
you come at me
and every single time
it sinks me
I've reasoned that whatever I do
or have done,
you will find a way
to punish me
You haven't been in my life
in many years,
but you still expect something from me
you are the chaos that robs the calm
If we didn't have a child,
I'd be long gone
but here I am
trapped in this limbo
having to endure
an attack almost...
for an unexpected disturbance
- a ripple in the routine
Whatever it might be
you come at me
and every single time
it sinks me
I've reasoned that whatever I do
or have done,
you will find a way
to punish me
You haven't been in my life
in many years,
but you still expect something from me
you are the chaos that robs the calm
If we didn't have a child,
I'd be long gone
but here I am
trapped in this limbo
having to endure
an attack almost...
#conflict
#manipulation
#relationships #SelfWorth
#relationships #SelfWorth
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Beige pigs in long wigs
I hear her and her
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
#conflict
#HumanRights
#LGBT
#oppression
#transgender
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Drink me, kill me... (with Reading)
Especially cruel in the mouth.
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
#abuse
#BDSM
#conflict
#dark
#lust
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Distorted Love
I'll only fuck you if you become my slut
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
#conflict
#relationships
#UnrequitedLove
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Broken
I was more innocent than I ever knew,
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
#breakup
#conflict
#deception
#disappointment
#MovingOn
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Kick The Dog

#conflict
#dark
#relationships
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Secrets - The Pub Evening
When he goes to the bar, I ring Mel. Her line's busy.
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
#conflict
#friendship
#memories
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