#battle poems on Hello Poetry

Dolly Balou Oct 2017

I sit in the chair, gazing.
Was it stars? Was it the moon?
What was the sight that took my being away from the present?
It was not a vision, rather a feeling.
To escape
Escape can be easy but is not always the safest path.
A fork in the journey requires a decision.
One way is full of kindness,
The other of pain
What would you decide?
The kindness brings numbness with it
While the pain brings fear
Fear which is beyond your comprehension.
Fear which creates the pain
Pain so intense it is felt in every inch of the physical body.
So you choose kindness?
The kind type of numbness that is as beautiful as a drug
Yet as ugly as the comedown
Take a step back and watch it play out
No pain, no fear
However the emptiness is haunting
The sound distorted and lingering
The prompts to face the pain and fear become louder
Stronger
More persistent
Snap
The focus shifts back to reality
No more fading
Just now a reality which has a little more emptiness ingrained within it

#fear #pain #detachment #numb #battle

Izlecan Oct 2017

Visionary Of Death

Thou ***** a minute of adversity,
stumping on the rival with two eyes;
As if an innundation overwhelms the ground
As thou hush the gore splattered
Arid as the utopic vision of the crowds
Everyone has accepted death
Noone bears the sound of the knell:
Thou shall still be petrified by the dark!
Shall miss a moment of ironic cleft:
Where thou tackle on mundanity and self bereft
Condolences to whomever has passed:
Away from a madness that clenches a crowd of no tomorrow, without a promise of longevity,
For they have given in to a visionary of death.

#vision #system #defiance #hate #death #life #frame #defeat #battle

One man Oct 2017

..Stand tall..

You called me out so I came here to fight
Now I watch you turn to your left to your right
I didn't know we had come here to dance
So I laugh out loud as I watch you prance

You raise your fists like you think I am a boxer
Didn't you know that I am more of a mobster
You throw a punch I turn back with a grin
That means to me that it's time to begin

A bee I am but butterfly nope I don't float
I am more of the style that I go for the throat
I don't mind the pain it in fact makes me stronger
So punch away it's your time you squander

Punch after punch I stand waiting my turn
Do you yet realise how harsh a lesson you'll learn
When I fight back you are in for a fright
Remember you were warned I've got one hell of a bite

© One man

Battle poem

#fight #strength #battle #life

ac Oct 2017

poets know

the artists of words know
its 2a.m. when the words come retching out
after an hour of damp papers
they weren't supposed to come out
not today
no, you can't tell your friends
because only a poet knows
the ****** battle
you are fighting
inside your
head.

keep fighting honey

#depression #battle #thebattle

Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017

The Beauty of Scars

Upon every body of man and woman alike

are scars. While we are walking memories,

the scars are marks of various journeys

that life inflicts. While we trudge and trudge

and trudge and trudge, our true selves

scream to be heard. To be free of the demons

born in the wombs of the mind and heart.

Life inflict scars. Scars sing with stories.

And stories are all that live on in the end

for we never truly die, as our legends

survive.

Every scar on us is a reminder that we are stronger than we give ourselves credit for

#dark #mental #scars #beautiful #strength #life #battle #survivor

ZT Oct 2017

Memories of War

The roaring of the sky has stopped
The flames of war have died
Enemies are gone
Soldiers have been lost
But the people remembers

Fragments of war are never beautiful
Memories of war are painful
Things lost to war are always sorrowful
But they must all be remembered
For the sake of the people who could never return
For the sake of the people who has lost the home to go back to
For the sake of a country who lost their citizen, be it friend or foe
for the sake of the mother who weeps for her family
Her children have different views and one must die for one to live

The roaring of the sky has stopped
The flames of war have died
Enemies are gone
Soldiers have been lost
But the people remembers

#memories #war #battle #lost #pain

Angela Rose Oct 2017

Huntress

I am a huntress.
I sink my teeth into what is mine until I draw blood
My prey never comes easy

I am a huntress.
I lurk and linger around until I find what I crave
My prey is left scarred with teeth marks

I am a huntress.
I do not fear the darkness, in fact I strive in it
My prey will not see me coming

I am a huntress.
I protect what is mine and I will attack any predatory threat
My prey is mine and mine only

I am a huntress.
I hunt down hearts near and far and I keep them entrapped within me
My prey does not know how good he has it

#huntress #warrior #battle #love #hearts #metaphor #poem

Mister J Oct 2017

Outbursts of Depression

What is this wretched feeling?
That eats all my happiness away
What is this weary feeling?
That secretly tears me away
What is this heavy feeling?
My chest being crushed by the weight
What is this dreadful feeling?
No matter what I do it doesn't dissipate

No matter how much I cry out
Nobody wants to listen
No matter how loud I scream
Nobody can hear my pleas
I feel like no one cares about me
Would you please help me?

Sometimes I just want to disappear
And take an adventure to a life without sadness
Would dying lead me to
A pain-free afterlife?
If Death greets me and brings calm
To my grieving, bleeding heart
I guess I won't hesitate
I just need to get out of here

Imagine that?
You still live in the flesh but
Your soul is way beyond rotten
And yet you can't do anything
But whisper it in silence
My heart pumps blood
But it never really is beating
My days go by without me struggling
Thinking about what to do with my life

I am depressed
It's no joke
I feel bad about me everytime
I see them getting somewhere
in this life but I'm still stuck
In the middle of
Nowhere

Can I really turn this around on my own?
I don't know what I should do?
I still want to live but everyday
I'm dying inside

I'm just depressed
I may also be insane
I don't know if I'm manic
Or just really anxious
So will anyone just sit down
And listen to me?

Listen to me?
Help me please?
Empathize with my suffering?
Hear me out?
Will you just stop?
And will you just
Listen to me?

Just...

Once..

??

I need help..
..
..

Will you help me?

From the perspective of a person suffering from depression

#everyday #is #*** #battle #when #you #are #depressed

anj Oct 2017

Oceans

If you would get to see my mind
You would see how hard I try
How hard I try to put different masks on everyday
Just to feel alright.

You would get to hear how i'm battling myself
How I plan my own death every night
And how hard it is for me to forget that there are people
People who love, and care for me.

You would get to feel, feel what I've been feeling
The sadness inside me, i'm slowly getting used to it
The battles inside me are endless
And you, you would die inside my mind

My mind is so deep, deep as the ocean
So many endless battles, between me and society
These oceans you can't swim
Because you care less
And even the people close to me
Can't notice these oceans inside me

So I wrote this poem randomly because I've been battling depression ever since I was a kid. The thought of me not being understood by the people that are close to me and the people that I love really breaks me the most. Also, I've tried so hard to make those people happy in many ways but the only thing they give back to me is more heartbreaking. till now, I still suffer from it and this is a battle that the only winning solution is to feel the people who are suffering from this state to. Depression isn't just a word, it's more than that. I WILL not quit this battle. I will fight and I know I can.

#depression #sadness #battle #english #philippines

Haruharu Oct 2017

Silent tears

Still I cry

Remembering everything

Preventing myself from moving on

No matter how far I've come,
how much time has passed

It's still there, like a fresh wound

Every day is a battle against the past

I'm a prisoner of our memories

#tears #memories #time #fresh #wound #battle #past #prisoner #broken #alone