#fighting poems on Hello Poetry

Jeremy Betts Apr 17

~•§•~ I'll Wait for You by the Exit ~•§•~

I'm tired of fighting for a we that you don't seem to ever be in the mood to fight for deep in your core
I'm tired of working on a we just to have me thrown in my face till I surrender and hit the floor
I'm tired of having to be perfect in order for me to be worth you sticking around for
I'm tired of being in a single topic argument just to have you bring in dozens from the way back store
I'm tired of being held fully responsible for these issues I have but am not even remotely responsible for
I'm tired of working on us issues just for you to shrug them off 'cause I have so many more
I need you to want me to be part of your we, otherwise what the fuuck are we struggling through this fire for?
I'll be waiting for your answer by the exit door but only for a couple minutes more

©2024

#fighting #we #core #tired #working #surrender #perfect #worthy #responsibility

Victoria Apr 16

cup of poison

a false promise of freedom to a captured man,
just like a cup of poison, filled up to the brim.
a note between the stones of all the walls we've built
and all all the walls they tore down just to fight again.
it's nothing like the light that breaks a peaceful dawn,
it's painted in the colours of a foreign flag.
and everything that burns takes us a lifetime back,
and everyone who died was not meant to be born.
acceptance isn't earned, it's but a weapon drawn
and aimed at those who dare to overstep the line.
a shattered cup of poison for a senseless crime
filled up by blood of every prisoner of war.

#war #pain #loss #death #fighting #conflict #life #suffering

Nicole Mar 30

*untitled*

Hi, how are you holding on?

Are you tired? It’s okay.
Look how far you are now.
You will get there.

#struggles #tired #fighting #winner

David Hilburn Mar 7

The Ruse Of Devils, Roses That Say Goodbye

Acid smiles
Simple lucre, to a faster pussycat
Worth your was, thus a loose while
Sweet knowing you, with this and that...

Solemn kinds of whether?
Looking beyond you, the truth to a smile
Fashion forward, and surviving the gall to bother
A season of choice, to keep the better of rues of denial?

Talk to me...
The rose and the voice of alright, tonight
The liberty in a merciful love, merciless to we
Simple news for an irony's me; my accept, my slight...

Yours again...
Set to rights, the tale of seeking how
For a better lover, the risks of integrity
With hold or archaic powers, the speed of knowing...

Is a reaching us, a clashing must?
To voice the other wise, in these rages and fates...
A look for bests is the only way to discuss
A misery followed by charisma; a sense of privilege, curious in the shade

Where sincerity is a favored eye, if not concern
Spare intention, in the paces we further to skill
Life with a stern lip, but know an eye to worth...
With the love it is given, the swallow of pride, in hell?

Hello, dawn and dread, a liberty has responded ahead

#lies #altruism #fighting #spirit #substitution #lovelorn

yıldız Feb 9

like a moth

[...] like a moth that would do anything to reach its light, here you try to break the distance between you and me. Like a moth blinded by the beauty of the light, unaware of the harm the light could do to it, here you fight for our love.

you Love i

#moth #pain #hurt #vulnerable #love #fighting #lovers

Alien Jan 11

I’ll fight the big fight

The love of my father was boxing
seeing my father slicing
The wind with his bare hands
Shadow boxing by his lonesome
Like if he was fighting the wind
The wind was his sparring partner
the sounds of his fists cutting through the air
I saw the violence and art
my dear father moves slower
After many decades
his punches have lost its sound
and his movement
has lost rhythm of time
the wind has beaten him over the years
it has taken my father all he’s had to fight
His last fight
Even the wind has taken the last wind out of him

#boxing #fighting #age #time #father

neth jones Dec 2023

melrose underpass (26/06/23)

blood
blood patter and splash
leads us         concrete toward
tracing back      til the scene
i’ve flashing thoughts of the brutality
   the violence     that must of cussed
  between persons
         in fear    fray    and inebriation

down the steps
            my four year old child and I go
the greasing bleed     in bronze putters
growing and leadening
on stone labours

glowing citrus    the refrigeration
                          of the underpass
          ‘flips the bird'   at the summer blaze
grey dead coral bricks of urination
seasoned in deep   beading now cold
the broke up weapon
                   candy slates of brittle teeth
glass / bottle / beer /brown
    the neck its' hilt
     and the main mud of the bleeding

the flies are the thing
                         that bothers my ‘little nipper’
usually a flapper of queries on repetition
no other queries are raised
     just eager for the vibration
      of train carriages gatling over our heads

i stopper any words i may have on the matter
  he holds my hand with his hot hand
we progress under a port arms
                            procession of caged floodlights
      and walled in by fresh graffiti
fingers dripping   retching for the guttering

Observed 23/06/23

unused -

on thickened walls painted on over and over
by the neighbourhood watch
a narrowed burrow

#observation #blood #fighting #summer #underpass #violence #child #trains #drunkenness

abhinav Oct 2023

Back from dead

Imma white strand
underneath that wide band
on your round land
under the heap among profound men
just someone unique, identified from a mile back
*** mild 'attack
seeing me took a step back
thinking me of a **** wack
who isn't like em
I've been cut
I've been dyed
I've died
yet resurfaced just like a lie
screaming at your face dare ******* deny.

sense of individuality and self-acceptance in the face of societal expectations

#back #courage #ego #fighting #bold #comeback

Phia Oct 2023

Dear Little Warrior

Dear fierce,
and little warrior.
The battle you are fighting
will not be won overnight
and your sword is so heavy.
You deserve to put it down;
you deserve to rest.

I wrote this for my friend, but really it's for everyone. It's to people who are fighting their own battles. Who are way harder on themselves than they should be. It's for the people who need to know that it's okay to take some time, it's okay to rest.

#battle #warrior #fierce #fighting #sword #rest #life #depression #mentalhealth #anxiety

Keah Jones Oct 2023

No Longer

it is said that in the seconds leading to death life flashes before your eyes
but mine didn't

it is said that this disease is a silent killer
but I have never heard a din so loud as the chemicals consume my brain

it is said that 24% of people relapse within the first year

I was a statistic

I wasn't strong enough

but this time
I will not be a statistic
because I am not who I was

#addiction #fighting #strongenough #statistic