Poems About Conflict Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about conflict published by members recently online.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
The Ides of Insubordination
The Ides of Insubordination
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
#women
#conflict
#BDSM
#funny
#dialogue
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
The Ides of Insubordination
The Ides of Insubordination
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
#women
#conflict
#BDSM
#funny
#dialogue
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
The Ides of Insubordination
The Ides of Insubordination
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
#women
#conflict
#BDSM
#funny
#dialogue
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
The Ides of Insubordination
The Ides of Insubordination
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
#women
#conflict
#BDSM
#funny
#dialogue
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
28th Dec 2021 5:24am
The Ides of Insubordination
The Ides of Insubordination
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
“Do you realize that my carpet needs to be steam cleaned since you splattered spaghetti sauce on it? How could you be so careless? Now get down on your knees and lick up the mess you made.”
“The only licking I’ll do is on the fork that you were too lazy to wash.”
“I will not have this insubordination. My order came from pure rage at you for ruining my rug. But at the very least I expect you to get down on the floor and clean it using a toothbrush.”
“You are a crazy chick. Don’t you respect me as your sister? My God, I...
#women
#conflict
#BDSM
#funny
#dialogue
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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
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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
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
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
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9 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
Love Lost
It has been since dawn since they confronted.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
#sadness
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
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2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
Love Lost
It has been since dawn since they confronted.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
#sadness
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
589 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
25th Oct 2020 7:15pm
Love Lost
It has been since dawn since they confronted.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
#sadness
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
589 reads
2 Comments
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