"fued" poems
Two ducks quack a lover's fued
Coffee steam is rising well away
From he that burns here in
Ashen lava pools my hand
Falls in and melts away only
To regrow holding a snowdrop
Unscathed by wrath which boils
She turns about and says speaking
Low to threat 'go then' I can
Only offer the flower which melts
In the act. I entreat the flames retreat
The belly of the world spits souls
Into fresh bodies morphet anew
From old, not so but middle-aged
Sacred **** lived beyond the reach
Of time that ticks and claws
All downward were it not for life
Anew time might win.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
C Charitable with her heart
H Honesty is her way
E Eternally devoted to her faith and God
R Riotously funny
I Inspiration to others
E Ever on the go
B Best friend, that I never met
R Routinely can be found playing Family Fued
I Involved with her children
G Graceful in forgivness
G Gentle with her words
S So thankful, am I, that we found each other
Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 8:15 PM UTC
We live in a world full of everything
we have the happy
we have the sad
we have the angry
we have the glad
we have food
we have houses
we have feuds
we have spouses
we have the glowing
we have defeat
we have the outgoing
we have those who retreat
As we go through life
with our eyes pressed forward
we never stop to look at the ones who "don't have"
those who are hurting
those who are sad
those who are crying
those who are mad
those who have no houses
those who have no food
those who have no spouses
those who live in a constant fued
those who are covered in strife
those who are broke
those who are done with life
and willing to choke
So my challenge to you is next time you walk outside
next time you start to ignore
instead of worrying of only yourself
help someone through the door
stop putting them on the shelf
help them off the floor
and think of something other than yourself
a lot more
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 7:40 PM UTC
Roses Soaked in blood Like painful lust
of Love,
Regret the painful bounties of Fued.
I shouldn't have lost that picture of our happiness as
I mistreated the deeds from
good to bad;
Bad to worse.
Regret is what I feel.
Like a phantom I Lust for you to have me again.
With disappointment as my knife
I have done surgery to sculpt the perfect storm,
as the son says
"It can't rain all the time"
As I grasp to hold on tight
with all my being
to end this painful anguish
so the sun shall shine again.
With wings of Gold once had.
Black Tar,
Anger,
Rage
is now within your head.
As I come around to begging,
Pleading to make it right.
I ask this pain of Regret to Reform,
to be Consumed by truth in our hearts completion.
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 7:36 PM UTC
A fued between parallel polarities
Inner connections, of unwavering complexity
Veiled by the naked, winds of sincerity
I can change faces swifter than a Pharisee.
Hate, cannot be measured by scopes
The devil himself was failing to cope,
With the loss of his honor and the loss of his hope
God placed his neck into the hang man's rope.
A covenant that he broke, fought hard and he choked
Existence was a hoax, he traded virtue for jokes
And in the sanctum that withers, hides at night and then slithers
The black holes draw hither, when bliss becomes shivers.
I'll place my fate, into the hands of the Seraphim
His breath stops and still I can't carry him
Eyes that bear the sorrow of a paladin,
Repressed thoughts return and they devour him.
It's all another means of control
Man's wickedness, has long since taken its toll
We observe the illusion as our essence grows cold
Loss of passion is the loss of one's soul.
Between being and nothing, I cannot distinguish
Innovative thoughts, rise up and diminish
The pride resolves, until at last we are finished
We cannot reconcile with loss of innocence.
Minds trapped in pathological discourses
Ideology imposed by the ruling forces,
Too blind to seek truth at the heart of the sources
Dissent is drowned out in a fusion of voices.
They say death is the cousin of sleep
Perhaps that's preferable to these lives that we keep
We draw blood for the profits we reap
I see all around me red, white, and blue sheep.
Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 7:28 AM UTC
Remained uh
Loyal to the game
Infamous is my name
Im after the fire
Its the return of the reign
Since Pac is King
Im the prince back to hit
Ya with some real ****
Hard to dodge when tryna
Put haters n critics n casket
Though a *******
I still made a change **** the fame
And all these nigguhs is speakin' the same
Riddle me this as i hit ya with some game
Aint got no shame
I was apart of the drug game *******
Filled my pockets mayne
Hangin' on differ corner slangin'
But it was the environment that got me bangin'
But i heard better blues when i see the news
Im seein my people in a fued
At war over each other
For nothing
All roughed up by the media for
Nothing
Then all of sudden
When a brother wants to regained consciousness
They label it ludicrous take my quotes as a diss
But i dismiss
All the ******** got to stay real to roots
Until the fat lady sangs remain
Loyal to the game
Though i was
Cursed as a *****
My focus was on chasin' figures
From ***** dreams
Too ******* in my abode scene
Jewels & jacuzzi in the limousine
Big tv screens
Things aint what it seems
Somehow I thiught money
Would bring happiness
But it only attract serpents
Evil is the root to sorts of treachery
Gotta watch who's next to me ?
Feel me!
They say they have your back
But the first to attack
When ya turn ya back
Thats friends in this day in age
They say why you upset im growin' in a rage
All i know is dope hoes n a 12 guage
They ****** up my community
With the spiritual raid
Invested in homocide drug cartels
Suicide prostitution the stories never fail
And ah
If you plan on makin' future
Better believe they comin' to shoot ya
Eradicate our whole race
The nation steadily sayin' **** you to our face
Get out the **** pulpits n come to the streets
Thats where its real pack yo steel
So haters can feel
The ammunition of revenge
No pretend we never surrend
We straight up warriors
More than thugs
Now embrace the eternal flame
I dont care if i gotta for my peeps
Im vain but ill remain
Loyalllllll to the gammeeeeee
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
I thought that I was over this,
But still those evil lines I miss.
And in my head these thoughts come back
In a hungry, hateful pack.
I want to see my blood run red.
These thoughts returning of the end.
I wish, I wish, to stop for good,
Please break my heart and end the fued
And in my mind the war rages strong.
I'm still finding a way to carry on.
In my heart I know it's wrong.
It makes my lovers heart go numb.
But if I don't so something soon,
These thoughts of red will be my doom.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
Immediately impact in one's direction
Infection spreading airborne it's a feeling
Bias of understanding in saying
Actions speak louder than words
With life there are challenges and achievements
Dispute none of the two what's done is due
Either it's old or new
No need for fued, miss cultivated
Change comes to those that wait
Introduced by patience
CREATED obligate people revise
Things are consistently explain for the moment momentarily
Immediately impact in one's direction.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
Life is a flower
I want to pluck its petals
And taste the metal
Heard the trees falling
Glorious impurities
You found your calling
Cooling by degrees
Don't know which viewpoint I see
Yesterday's headlines...
Sickness of the swine
Fever of the fettered mind
Fits me right to size
Lazy summer days
Give way to scorched Earth evenings
Red bloom carriers
Speak the golden words
Catch the boomerang's return
Old dogs never learn
Dance the night away
No refunding second thoughts
Paper spades in play
Terracotta fued
Running low on rocket fuel
Engines slow to cool
Someday sometime soon
Take a dip in glitter dust
Shaking off the rust
Prospective buyer
Beware the hyperbole
Circle back someday
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC
It started with a tube of mascara
Which led to a sudden case of eye herps
They said it was The end of an era
If an era could fit a blurb
Nikki says Lexi enjoys eating multiple *****
Lexi claims Nikki never washes her cooch
Just a small fued between two white trash Hicks
It's difficult being a twelve year old stuck in the body of a thirty-year-old ******
However their bickering is quite cute
It's almost as if they're trying to say
"You're dumb as a mute,
Dense as clay
But without you, I'm nothing"
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 7:21 AM UTC
Sick
The blood is thick
I cant help but think Im *******
An inner fued finds its way out
Ive lost my wits
Tossed my heart away
The world turned grey
The tears burned my cheeks
For weeks I remained numb
My heart beating like a drum
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC
The sky fades to black,
the end of the day.
Another day without you,
one more time to say.
I love you,
and I miss you so.
Remember your promise,
that you will never go.
I stars twinkle,
they shine so bright.
As I pout in my room,
continuing this fight.
To win back the right,
for us to be friends.
To make sure,
the tears will end.
Because this fued,
it's pointless you see.
That we're forbidden,
to be together him and me.
A star flies across,
a night blue sky.
As I make a wish,
and begin to cry.
I wish real hard,
and hope with my heart.
It won't be much longer,
that we are apart.
The distance kills me,
but I know in m heart.
We see the same stars,
when we are apart.
And the night holds us,
keeps us together.
Like an umbrella,
from the stormy weather.
So hang on tight,
we're in for a ride.
But be sure to stay true,
keep me in mind.
I look up into the night,
whispering to the stars.
"Please remember,
I'm always in your heart..."
Jul 24, 2010
Jul 24, 2010 at 9:52 AM UTC
The tragic misfortunes of the victims of hate
Could not control their haunted fate.
Romeo and Juliet bound in chains of doom
sprung from a fountain of a toxic fued.
Fiery tybalt and his sword of gold revived a battle that remains to be told.
Romeo in anger and full of love killed the boy and a riot set off .
Now the hate grew ever more and more and soon enough the families where at war !
Which to end a tale in death and tears for these ancient families it was never clear.
That there love made love turn into hate.
Now four lay dead in a tomb,
from the battles of the caplets and the montagues !
And never was there a story of more woe than this of juliet and her romeo.
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 6:48 PM UTC
Crazy as it may seems
Life is really hard
But I know you know that
And still have your dreams
That's really cool
So do I
I may be older now
But I still believe
That there is hope
Hope in good people
Hope in good things
It just doesn't seem that way
Because people have their agenda
And I get in their way
They bulldoze me over
And that's okay
Cause I do it too
I have my motives
To write the way I do
It's because I can't express myself
Without putting pen to paper
I find it easier to voice it
With my writings
Maybe you're a good speaker
That's all good
Just don't speak to me with disrespect
I won't do the same
We're on this planet together
Why fued?
Wouldn't it be easier to love?
But what is love
If we can't even like each other?
Life is hard enough
Than to add a lifetime of problems
With one another
So let's unburden our hearts
And find hope in life
Make this world a better place
It's so easy to write
But can we share the wonders
Together like friends do?
Life would be so much better
If people stop for one second
And realize the beauty
Of it all
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 8:30 AM UTC
They call me a *****
With an attitude
Cuz I feed fued to energy
I'm tryna better ye
But if I better thee
People begin jealousy
For no apparent reasons
See folks is like the seasons
Change the attitude
As altitude
Frequency sooth the mood
If you on higher plains
It like food for the brain
And you'll rise
Above the rest
Low frequencies always
Put through a rest
So free your thoughts
Because they being bought
Through the tv's and advertised
Billboards
See I crash boards
I excel harm without the
Used of my vocal chords
See words is swords
See the rhymes play I slay
Any adversaries they stay buried
And worried
Stressed because of my next move
But they stuck in a guess
Cuz they don't know until
My actions manifest
By the time they catch up
They'll be put to rest
My mind is grotesque shatter
Like a pumpkin brisk
Hammered by lbs of pressure
So free your thoughts
And use your heart
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 12:23 PM UTC