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GQ James Dec 2020
Don't be quick to make an enemy,
Why not make a friend,
The ones we envy and hate we can keep close,
The hate can be transferred to love,
We hold on too much anger,
We can just release the love.

Stop hating each other,
Let's love each other,
Stop and think what you're doing,
Once you calm down you'll realize it,
Take your EMOTIONS out of the equation,
EMOTIONS cloud your judgement.

Women hating other women over some man,
Why hate her on what he did to you,
Make her your ally rather your enemy,
Let's come together not collide against each other,
Not enough togetherness in the world,
Let's create togetherness,
Let's end the war that's going on.
MAKE A FRIEND, STOP MAKING ENEMIES.
GQ James Dec 2020
You can cut off my hands,
You can cut off my legs,
You can cut off my feet,
I'll still find a way to move around,
I was born in the war so I'm solid,
Military minded and heart of a solider,
Purple hearted but the blood I shed is pure.

No matter what you do to me,
I'll always come back stronger,
Came from a family of strong ones,
Nothing weak about me,
There's vultures in the sea,
Keep your eyes out for the sharks in the ocean.

The ones who seem to be cool,
Usually be the ones who ain't cool,
Play your friends close but keep your enemies closer,
Friends ain't always your friends.
FRIENDS AIN'T ALWAYS YOUR FRIENDS
Marco Dec 2020
Has the pain
not been enough
after I left you,
crawling on skinned hands and knees,
ribcage open,
heart bare, bleeding out,
exposing the shallow grave you dug
for yourself
to nestle and rest in
forever, for
as long as I breathe?
Just below the torn,
worn skin,
barely concealed and ever present,
never to be forgotten for you are,
still,
alive in my head

Death carries
no meaning here,
where you
and I
lay,
on our battlefield of blood spilled
and souls lost,
minds lost,
bodies lost in the abyss of
man’s darkness and
cruelty.

The depth of hatred can
only be matched to
the depth of love,
two halves of the same,
in your blood and mine
we lie as one.

Never reach for me again.
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2020
In the haze of
Cerebral hemispheres
Counting the seconds between
Lightning and thunder
Returning fire
With the same manic glee
As eating ice cream
Right from the carton

Two Minutes Hate

I'm bleeding out like
Notes from underground
That contain secrets
Of the wounded sky
I feel a provoked heaviness like
Manhole covers
Razing cane over
The shoddy infrastructure

Two Minutes Hate

"The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but that it was impossible to avoid joining in." - George Orwell, from the novel 'Nineteen Eighty-Four'

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Cole Oct 2020
He protects me in the dark
He shows up in my dreams
as My lover and my friend
And so much more.

And She shows up when I'm scared
and whispers of what I'm unaware
That They don't love me back
that I'm alone.

He holds me tight he tells me that
She lies to me every night
But for some reason I close my eyes
And I whisper that she's right.

She smiles with that evil grin
She knows that she's won again.
And his eyes are wide, and his light dims.

They aren't the same no they aren't.
I feel them, No matter where I go
They follow me home

I wish I could see him, in my wake
His eyes are so blue.

She shows up no matter what,
that persistent, young woman
She seems so beautiful, but then she screams.

He holds me tight, to not let go.
she grabs my arms.
She told me so,
She'd haunt me forever, bring me low.

He turns his back, to protect me,
I hug him tight, in my dreams.

I wish that he was alive.
So we don't have to say goodbye.
And I don't even know their names.

-3nwlry
I see these people
These two,
In my dreams.
And I feel them When I wake.
wabisabichii Aug 2020
we often think that
our enemies are those who hate us
loath us
deceive us
cause us pain

but the real antagonists of our lives
are really just ourselves

even as for those
who foolishly say they love themselves
they just can't accept
the hatred deep within

we have unrevealed battles
with ourselves
other people aren't of much importance
embracing ourselves matters more

we're so enthralled with
the affairs of others
that we start defining ourselves
the way we perceive them

we try to free ourselves
from the ideas that we need to be
like them
and yet
our minds become our own prisons

we're our own enemies
we're our own foes
we're our own rivals
and we're also our only hope

the key to our minds are our hearts
and maybe one day
we wouldn't see ourselves
on the opposing side
29th january, year 2018
Dibs Aug 2020
I’m a sweet guilty feeling to the soul
Some says a cure to choler’s disease
Either to you or your enemies

I’m not meant for everyone.
The wise thoughtfully call me when it’s needed
For the fool I’m a necessity to be fulfilled

And when a man submit himself to my offer.
I’ll grant what he covertly wish.
A longing desire for relief; I’ll let his anger and enemies vanish.

Suffering has ended, one’s faith is settled
The folly will start to celebrate
While the wise will count his date

Then in the quietest night I’ll come.
That no one will expect except his conscience
The doors is unlock like someone let it open

In that same peaceful night only silence hears.
A peaceful stare all what I did
To the peaceful who is asleep
Memorizing the face of what peaceful I'll steal.
Revenge is a thought that I don't want to entertain.
Revenge is not a cure to any pain.
It not settles anything it only will create more pain.
I am sure that it's okay to be angry
But I don't know when it's okay to take revenge.
Manpreet Gill Jul 2020
Focused ahead
My view isn’t rear
In my own lane
Hitting the top gear
Widows rolled all the way up
What these bystanders talk?
I don’t hear
Hands on the wheel
I am ready to steer

Worldly opinions aren’t my concern
My stories cause lives to burn
No flowers but thorns
like the asparagus fern

If food is loyalty
then I believe world is fasting
If life is ***
then my enemies aren’t long-lasting
I can see through their lies
They don’t stand my sight
like a deer in the headlights

I am going through phases
like the gibbous moon
Hanging low at six
Overhead at nine
I am rising and shining
With the changing times!
Raven Jun 2020
Oh, what have I done?

It was war
I saw you standing on the other side
From afar
Gliding through dead man's shadows at night

Fighting lost causes
I watched you succeed
Blood as red as roses
Bodies fell like dead meat

When I was past reason
I got trapped in your gaze
Everybody knew you won
As I fell into a haze

Oh, what have I done?

I saw nothing but you
You did not raise your hand
I had not had a clue
But I stopped to pretend

That is when I started walking
Straight towards you

Oh, what have I done?

When we faced each other
eye to eye
It was as if I said goodbye
To everyone who abandoned me

I know exactly what I have done
It was then I realised everyone else was gone
I stood alone until the end
What will I be, foe or friend?
Maya Jun 2020
Not even your enemies
haunt you more
than your monstrous mind.
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