#battle poems on Hello Poetry

nova Feb 2019

(in)sane

the anxiety
is the roaring
pacing monster
in the back of my closet
that i can only
keep caged for so long
and the bone-achingly
insatiable void
is the silent
shapeless creature
that lurks in the back of my mind
waiting to strike
when my back is turned.
i can't fight two fronts at once.
i can't win both battles simultaneously.
therefore, a choice must be made.
which is the lesser of two evils?

#void #anxiety #depression #battle

Bereniké Feb 2019

free

Before her eyes saw the light,
she was alone in pain and fear.
She wasn't all right.
One day she said: "Enough!"
This has to stop.
Along the way she heard words that cut like a knife.
Words that were harsh, but true.
Yet they only made her stronger - they made her fight.
Thus she fought like she never did before.
There were obstacles and traps.
Still she fought until all her limbs were sore.

And she won.

Can you win too?

#depression #determination #battle #victory #happiness

David Feb 2019

Arirang

Oh
Don't go too far
Don't go too far, while I pray for you
Don't go too far
Stop fighting and travel with me, there's no enemy, oh stay

Oh
Don't go too far
Don't go too far, while I wait for you
Don't go too far
It's not a war field, it's just a field
With mountains and plains

Oh
Why do we keep
Fighting when there's no enemy?
Just stay with me,
Just stay with me my baby oh
ll take care of you.

Oh
I see a star
I see a star upon our blind heads
We'll never reach
But we can lay and watch it while we love
Together.

Oh
Why do we have
To move somewhere else?
Isn't it ok?
Isn't it ok to stay here baby?
Nothing over there.

Oh
I remember when
I remember when I went too far
Drowned was my heart,
I tried to reach the star but it was far
Further than far

Now
I know there's no choice but staying here
And love whole life
No past, no future, I love you so and
No,
I won't stop

Oh
I remember when
I remember when I reached the end
It was so deep,
It was so deep and I had no choice but returning to home.

Now
Now we are together
among the great river
Oh always change
Oh always change, no eternity
So now I love you

Oh
Remember you
Remember you trying to reach your dream
And then you fell
You fell down to the deepest hell
But now
We're still here.

And now
I know there's no choice but staying here
And enjoying life
Enjoying life for what it is
With you,
Oh my love.

I made this poem on the Korean traditional song "Arirang",
You can try singing this along with the song, it fits it (I think it sounds better if you search the piano version).

This writing is about knowing that if we believe life is a fight and problems are enemies, life will be full of suffering, because anytime we fail, it's a defeat and we feel useless or unworthy of living.
While if we believe life is a travel and problems are just obstacles, life is much more peaceful.
Thanks to this "trick" I overcame a very bad period near to depression, I think it can be useful for everyone.

Then it's about life having nothing at the end of it but death, it's about living in the present, solving the problems and remorses of the past calmly, trying to find a concrete solution in the present instead of dwelling about the past.
About living the present free from the anxieties of the future, accepting our limits, accepting that reality is transitory, it continuously changes: when we're in a bad period, it will pass, when we're in a happy period, we can enjoy it the most till the day we'll have to say goodbye to it. We have to accept life with its transitory nature I believe.

Also it's about believing everything is pure conscience and that this frees us from existential pain, like the fear of death and loss (from Buddhism, if I understood it well)

Then the lover here is not a specific person, it's anyone: a friend, a mum, a dad..
It's love in general, not a couple.

Sorry for the long text, just wanted to share this, I think it's useless if keep this thing in my phone only lol
Hope you enjoy it :)

#arirang #life #travel #problems #obstacles #fight #battle #enemy #river #flow

Graff1980 Jan 2019

Battle Maiden

Dangerous dragon eyes
burn the stars
and scorch the skies
as the warrior lets
her silver blades fly,

Bronze skin
battle maiden,
******* in chainmail,
spear and shield
on her back
as she tracks
the beasts
who attacked
random villages.

Like a Valkyrie
she walked past me
with death on her breath.
All power and confidence,
she passes on to face this
monster in the darkness.

She moved like
a ballet dancer
rushing in
and striking him
in the place where
his scale skin was thin.
then rolled back
before the dragon’s attack.

Fire and fury
bare skin scorching
forcing her
to retreat
but only for
a solitary
second.

Claws cutting,
tail swinging,
scales scraping,
scratches stinging.

The ground
running
with the blood of
both combatants.

One arm
a ragged mess
of jagged flesh.

One dragon eye
destroyed while
sulphur and smoke
choked the breath
from her parched throat.

Long neck charging
as she parried
in a twirling fashion
letting the dragon’s head pass.

It moved quick
but she was faster
and matched that *******
primal fury.

Short silver
sharp dagger
nested itself
slightly above the neck
as the force of the animals
violent
movement
cut itself
making a long sick ****
as it lunged past fast
and finally fell
in defeat.

#fantasy #battle #dragon #warrior #epic

Zuzanna Jan 2019

Warrior

She wore her scars
Like badges, they
Gleamed against her
Skin like armor she
Never thought she'll
Need, with a pencil in
Her hand feeling as if
She had been holding a
Sword, scratching against
The surface of each word
Being struck against her
Knowing the battle would
Be won only by her with
Fierce determination and
Fire in her veins creating
Defenses greater than empty
Words that felt like rocks
Being hurled at her.

This one goes out to anyone who needs to hear a good word today or any day. You might be battling something, that's okay because it'll make you stronger. You are a warrior, so fight a good fight and never give up.

#warrior #sword #fight #bullying #rocks #battle #war #sadness #bravery #determination

C F Tinney Jan 2019

Roots

You don’t have to be alright.
It’s okay to feel like it’s bad.
You can be with a crowd and laughing out loud
even when you’re deeply sad.

It’s fine to be all alone.
Even when you’re with a friend.
They can’t see it, I know, but it’s just how it goes
it’s in you and just doesn’t end.

They say you should just get some help.
But you don’t even know what is wrong.
They speak all these words, but they pierce you like swords
in an infinite horrible song.

I guess it’s just how this goes.
People know but nobody knows.
That the battle inside is not what you hide,
but the roots from which it all grows.

#depression #anxiety #battle #death #fear #sadness #bravery #living

Spicy Digits Jan 2019

And now an ampersand for my love

I climbed giant boulders
to gather wild berries for you
A heavenly golden lake stretched
across your vision.

Unfazed by my generous offering
Oblivious to the dragonfly hovering
You drowned yourself in screen-time, buffering
I waded out alone.

I picture wrapping my legs around you
the air full of scents of homely comfort
a long day lightened with sweet laughter
our minds rest, immersed in fictional realms

But online games take away our nights
Political trivialities and football highlights
I sit and dream of smoldering fires on campsites
While you fall asleep alone.

In darkness I wrestle with the devil
for my piece of present moment, untainted
I beg for black viscous sleep to drown me
to wake without feeling half of me is gone

And you wrap me in the soft fabric of your skin
And you chase away the sprites to let the light in
And you breathe for my lungs as the attack glows dim
And it's just you and me alone.

No relationship is perfect, but be with the one who will sit with you in your darkness.

#demons #battle #panic #attacks #unconditional #love #ugly #beautiful

lovelywildflower Jan 2019

insomniac

waking up with bruises and wounds
from battling these sleepless nights

#insomniac #sleep #battle

Eric Jan 2019

Scene

A room with a quiet light .
A space lit but very dim.
It's dust I see .
Apon the drapes , upon the tables.
It's past full of sin.
A step in , and the floors creak.
As window blows out , cold air seeps in.
Just waiting for that thunderstorm to begin.
Quiet was the feeling , so afraid to look up .
The ceiling on fire , filling one cup.
Hot and steaming across the room .
Stood a cup of tea half gone.
And that song ...
What song ...
Quiet wind it's gone .
Now music plays and there's a battle won .
A celebration of happiness beyond.
Sudden lights go out , dark prevails.
And screaming puts a knife to your throat.
Can't say no more, the quiet wind becomes a wail.
It's cold now and I need my coat .
To walk the world away from that room .
I have failed to see what I made my tomb.

#room #scene #suicide #hopeless #fighting #battle #overcome #feeling #dark #sound