Poems About Conflict Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about conflict published by members recently online.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
Frontlines
I was enlisted in a battle
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
#breakup
#conflict
#sacrifice
113 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
Frontlines
I was enlisted in a battle
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
#breakup
#conflict
#sacrifice
113 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
8th Apr 2025 3:41pm
Frontlines
I was enlisted in a battle
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
I should have never fought
This war was created by you
Over silly insecurities and for what
I told you to bring the pain
Bring the tears
Bring the joys
Bring all the fears
You added to this list I must fight
You brought anger into this plight
I was on the front lines
Doing what I needed to do
Throwing every arsenal, I have
Just to get through to you
If I had already lost this war
Why even walk across my line
If there is someone else out there
Willing to...
#breakup
#conflict
#sacrifice
113 reads
11 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
Letters from the gulag homeichapelago iv
The covid marshal
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
#anger
#conflict
#LifeStruggles #bullying
#LifeStruggles #bullying
461 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
Letters from the gulag homeichapelago iv
The covid marshal
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
#anger
#conflict
#LifeStruggles #bullying
#LifeStruggles #bullying
461 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
Letters from the gulag homeichapelago iv
The covid marshal
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
#anger
#conflict
#LifeStruggles #bullying
#LifeStruggles #bullying
461 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
15th Oct 2020 11:57pm
Letters from the gulag homeichapelago iv
The covid marshal
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
It was a Sunday
early afternoon
maybe quarter to one
In the local shop
standing at the meat counter
thinking about roast chicken
all the trimmings
When all of a sudden
the mood is interrupted by two
high vis vest wearing covid marshals
"Excuse me where is your mask?
According to government mandate
you, are required to wear one
or face a hefty fine
According to the government website
I am not required to wear one
Where is your yellow...
#anger
#conflict
#LifeStruggles #bullying
#LifeStruggles #bullying
461 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
By Divine Command
By divine command we’ve been told to take this land
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
#conflict
#confusion
#faith
192 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
By Divine Command
By divine command we’ve been told to take this land
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
#conflict
#confusion
#faith
192 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
26th Apr 2024 8:21pm
By Divine Command
By divine command we’ve been told to take this land
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
And it doesn’t matter who is already there
Because a greater power has told us that it is ours
It’s a directive that sounds right and fair…
And yet something weighs heavy on my conscience
To see that many innocent people dying on the streets
Seeing families being forced out from their homes
Women and children searching for something to eat
Like the homeless man who comes by the neighborhood
Digging through the trash in the rain and mist
Being pushed out by the cops because he...
#conflict
#confusion
#faith
192 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
Toccata and fugue on a rainy day
So, as I was saying...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
#conflict
#confusion
#dialogue
#escape
#hell
86 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
Toccata and fugue on a rainy day
So, as I was saying...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
#conflict
#confusion
#dialogue
#escape
#hell
86 reads
4 Comments
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