Best Disagreements Poems
Any kind of love worth having,
Understands that disagreements happen,
And does not diminish when the first disagreement surfaces,
No, it will stay around and show its true value,
Not pack a sad and leave the field open to hate and prejudice,
This love that will stand the test of time,
Hold true even in the face of war, or famine,
And will retain its shape, no matter how hard the battering.
Be it for a friend a lover, or a family member, or even a stranger,
Who is in need of this love.
To agree to disagree,
To see both sides of the coin,
And give them equal value,
To recognise that opinions are not good or bad but different,
And not an indication of a wish to do harm,
To understand that thoughts and words and deeds,
All travel at different speeds.
Agreeing to disagree gives us an extra layer of comfort,
That a lesser kind of love will not,
As our thoughts and words can be a close match,
And only our deeds will need to be sometimes kept in check.
All too often do we fail to see,
That this kind of Love does not take kindly to us setting agendas,
Making unreasonable demands,
Or withholding favors,
To get agreements that will always be broken.
This kind of love,
Brings me so much hope,
I am glad I recognized it before it was too late,
So bitterness will not dog my twilight years
As I find plenty to talk about,
With those who have chosen to agree to disagree with me.
Categories:
disagreements, appreciation, blessing, care, character,
Form:
Romanticism
In Retrospect
I'm glad I chose friendship in
the midst of disagreements.
In Retrospect
I’m glad I realized I wasn't perfect
and took ownership of my flaws.
In Retrospect
I’m glad I took the time to find me
although I still discovering myself.
In Retrospect
I’m glad I realized how important
it is to confess LOVE as often as
you can
In Retrospect
I’m glad I found the gift of poetry
because it continues to heal and
fill my soul.
3-13-17
Alexis Y
Categories:
disagreements, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
The poems I never wrote are exquisite
Deep clear pools that reflect and reveal their readers
Nuanced and subtle, full of symbols and hidden meaning
Peeling back new layers upon each return
The poems I never wrote are bestsellers
Attenborough voiceovers and roadhouse storytellers
On bedside tables, dog-eared and marked up
The subject of disagreements over coffee house scones
The poems I never wrote are a perfect sigh
Lyrical, rolling off the tongue, effortless as breathing
Resolved with delight on the final line
Lacking nothing, possessed of no excess
The poems I never wrote are an enigma
An unanswered question desirous of much
A doorway into a new world fraught with possibility
Mysterious and unresolved, yet satisfyingly so
This is not one of those
—————
Written on 10/06/022
Categories:
disagreements, imagination, writing,
Form:
Free verse
We’ve had our differences in the past,
But I always tried to work through them.
We’ve had our little fights before,
But I always said sorry.
We’ve had our disagreements previously,
But I always saw your side.
Well I’m done!
I’m done working through them.
I’m done saying sorry!
I’m done seeing your side.
I’m done with all of your negativity.
I’ve tried to be friends,
On more then one occasion.
I’ve tried to nice,
But now I don’t have the patience.
I’ve tried to just let things go,
And just have fun.
I’ve tried to ignore it,
But now I’m done!
I’m done working through them.
I’m done saying sorry!
I’m done seeing your side.
I’m done with all of your negativity.
Now that I’ve cut you loose,
I feel free.
Now that I’m through,
I feel happy .
Now that I’m done with you,
I feel like me.
I’m done working through them.
I’m done saying sorry!
I’m done seeing your side.
I’m done with all of your negativity.
When you regret your choices,
I want you to remember this.
I’m done with you,
And there is nothing I’m going to miss.
I’m done trusting you,
Cause I always get screwed.
I’m done believing you,
Cause it always ends in a feud.
I’m simply just done,
With you!
I’m done working through them.
I’m done saying sorry!
I’m done seeing your side.
I’m done with all of your negativity.
Just thought I would let you know,
I’m done!
Categories:
disagreements, confusion, friendship, loss, teen
Form:
Rhyme
In many ways Canadians are very different
Not in the ways that matter the most
Disappointments won't keep us down
Easy is not a part of our vocabulary
Pitching in we often help each other
Early in our History we became companions
Now and again, sure there have been disagreements
Doing what needed to be done, being true to who we are
Every country must find their own identity
Never wavering from the path they are meant to take
Coming out independent yet never standing alone
Everyone knows they can count on a friend
Happy Fourth of July to our Neighbour and friend.
A truly great country, may your flag fly high in celebration.
Independance is strengthened through relationships.
For Kim's Celebrate Independence Contest.
Written July 1st 2015.
Resubmitted because I missed a letter.
Categories:
disagreements, blessing, friendship,
Form:
Acrostic
When everyone goes east, he heads west
to him, every dialogue is a contest
comes into an interaction as the biggest
then leaves agonisingly as the lowest.
When he speaks, you know he is half-honest
even though he truly knows, but not near the best.
He always end up lost in the forest
this simple fact, he cannot digest.
The moment he shamefully fails the test
he begins to manifest
then becomes far from being modest
and everyone around him, he treats like unwanted guests.
Causing a general unrest
as he unnecessarily protest.
All over his countenance, ignorance crests
not accepting defeat, he holds high his egocentric chest.
Quick to make jest
but correction; he equates to incest
and disagreements, he always detest.
We all have the quest
to know and share the latest
so as to add value to ourselves and self-invest
which can be a cultivation to future harvest.
But knowing it all is impossible
and knowing half, believing to know all is ridiculous.
Admiting not to know it all is the fairest
but this is yet not comprehensible to him,
to whom; to know is like a conquest.
The wise keep quiet lest,
they cause him to become the tempest
and with every word, he neutralizes any palatable zest.
Oh poor child!
change or you'll suffer from everlasting molest
where no one wants to visit your nest
not because you are unblest
but cos of the truth of your infest
which now, is obviously clearest.
It is good to learn my child
and sharing is an attribute of Love.
But run away from half baked lines
or be humble enough to listen
while they become fully whole.
You were given two ears and one mouth
hence talk less and listen more
because an Ignoramus is always not far from becoming a fool!
Categories:
disagreements, funny,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Love unexpectedly came,
pulled up and swung open the door
Took me on a thrill ride,
and I'm loving every moment of it
Passion autobahn,
no speed dating restrictions
Scenic route of the heart landscape,
shifting gears with the love joystick
It's a thrill ride,
such a rapid romantic ride
What a rush ... wind sweeping the hair
Hugging the curves,
throwing all caution up in the air
Don't mind the occasional speed bump:
those slick-paved spirited debates,
disagreements that test the limit of our patience
I love the coming together part,
as we enter the tunnel of love ...
whooshing in the dark
What a thrill ride,
I'm having the time of my life
Now we're moving slow,
got the motor set on cruise control
Your eyes are telling me
where you want my hands to go
Revved up kisses taste like
chocolate sundaes at the drive-in show
Don't pump the brakes
on this thrill ride
Hug me closer at the bend
Lets take this lover's highway
further than we could ever go as friends
Categories:
disagreements, fun, love, passion, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
When I was just just a little girl I thought I knew it all
But as the years passed by I have never felt so small
I never knew what life would be like without you teaching me
But now I'm lost and am scared but there's no way to flee
Dad I know you'd want me to be happy and I know you'd want me to smile
But losing you has confused my soul and set me back awhile
We were just becoming closer, becoming the best of friends
I know we had many disagreements but in the end we made amends
I miss you everyday and cry when I'm alone
I'm lost inside with nowhere to hide I wish that I had known
Life is different now I feel guilty to laugh and sing
I know it shouldn't be that way but you were my everything
I looked up to you for guidance, for strength, for love, for hope
But in the end you'll always be my best friend and in time I'll learn to cope
It's almost been three years dad and life has knocked me down
It's beaten me up, bruised my heart, and tossed me all around
But life has also brought a brand new meaning
From diaper changes, little coos, and the occasional screaming
From I love you's, to bedtime kisses, all the way to morning messes
From pacifiers, to baby swings, and little tiny frilly things
Baby baths, little naps, apple juice, and diaper bags
Cuddles, tantrums, spills, and cuts
So much sass it's driving me nuts
The stress, the love, this life that I chose
Could only get better the more that they grow
My heart is so full, this much is true
The only thing my life could ever need now is you.
Categories:
disagreements, child, children, grief, how
Form:
Rhyme
Drop social realism and political disagreements
Build a spaceship with modern technology
You will find many functional materials in the kitchen
- a journey into space
Where robots serve coffee and chocolate
You in the cockpit with your best friend
and with highly skilled employees
- beyond the stars
If your experiments were to ends in disaster
and your expectations are reduced to zero
Do not panic
Follow the Milky Way and you will find home
- never forget to look at the stars
The irrational and the improbable seem true
if we are given the opportunity to believe it
12/02/2021
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
disagreements, fantasy, journey, stars, technology,
Form:
Free verse
Black; brown; yellow or white
Wherever you came from
Rich; poor; young or old
Whoever you are
Professional, educated or not
No matter what status you are
Single, married bisexual
No matter what personality you have
We can be friends
Life is more colorful
When friends are dear and truthful
A shoulder to lean and cry on
A hand to squeeze and hold
Indeed, pals give comforts
Worth of fortunes like treasures
Whenever disagreements arise
True friends win for sure
True peers protects and cares
They understand and reassures
Forgetting any pressure
As they know all will are God's creatures
Friends are not selfish
Selfless like love in flourish
It is beyond time and description
It is far from extinction
Categories:
disagreements, feelings, friend, friendship, life,
Form:
Ballad
I’m Okay With You
I’m okay with you.
Doesn’t matter what you think—
Politically or religiously.
I like you even though we disagree.
I like talking to you about music and sports—
About cinema, literature and art.
I respect your opinion on all things.
You are my friend, and as such,
You will always receive the benefit of the doubt.
You will always be respected, regardless of circumstances,
Regardless of vehement disagreements spoken in anger.
You are my friend and have earned my good will.
You have grown to become the fierce wind at my back.
I say: Thank you, my friend, for staying loyal.
My hope for you is one of good health and good cheer.
And please know this:
There are no eggshells in my garden.
Truly, I’m okay with you.
Categories:
disagreements, friendship love,
Form:
Free verse
Dear Blabby
There is a matter I must get off my chest. I am due to marry in the fall, but now have cold feet. My fiancé is a lot brainier than I am. Intellectually, she’s head and shoulders above me. I have to hand it to her. But lately she’s been a pain in the neck. She jumps down my throat whenever we don’t see eye to eye. She makes me the butt of her jokes, venting her spleen. She even gives me a tongue lashing whenever we have disagreements.
Blabby, I don’t have the guts or the heart to level with her face to face. You see, I don’t intend on marrying her, but haven’t the stomach to deal with my dilemma. We’ve spent an arm and a leg for the wedding. Just a short while ago we were head over heels in love. But recently we’ve just been thumbing our noses at each other. When I tell her I love her just to keep the peace, she elbows me in the ribs before giving me the finger.
Blabby, here’s the bottom line. I am a very handsome young man. Women find me irresistible. My skin is flawless and bronzed. My eyes shine like Burmese sapphires. My hair is golden and wavy. And as for my torso, arms, and legs? I am a Greek god. My fiancé is kind, brilliant, and giving, but she’s no raving beauty. The mirror tells no lies. I deserve a gorgeous wife. Being modest and shy by nature, I ask your advice on how to break the news to her.
Too Handsome In Honolulu:
Dear Too Handsome,
Tell her you are backing out to marry your one and only love, yourself. Enjoy the honeymoon! Aloha!
Categories:
disagreements, humor,
Form:
Free verse
The friends I value most are “built” like me.
By this, I mean they much enjoy friendship’s connectivity!
They also are transparent; their authentic selves shine through.
My best friends are thoughtful. To each other we stay true.
We commiserate with one another; we are always there
for each other in the good times and the bad (and my friends have flair!)
We understand each other well; disagreements are quite minor.
Cherished are my constant friends, for they could not be finer!
Of all my friends, there are but a few that qualify as best!
One such friend, a lovely poetic soul, at least fifteen years now I have known.
My senior and early mentor, she has stood time’s friendship test.
Lovely on the outside too, as an airline hostess, the friendly skies she’s flown!
June 17, 2018 for Carolyn Devonshire's Qualities You Admire in Friends Contest
The friend mentioned in last verse is Connie Marcum Wong!
Categories:
disagreements, friend, friendship,
Form:
Rhyme
Divorce
Let me start by giving you a small anecdote
About a husband and wife at the divorce court
Ranting and Raving till the judge ponders why
Screaming “I hate you “, An obvious lie.
The wife began yelling, I’m so glad that I left
The husband then sneered “Oh I’m terribly bereft”
The counsellor knew this wasn’t a different case
Just two people trapped in love’s crazy rat race
The love there was evident though cleverly disguised
Refusing to see things through the other one’s eyes
“His temperament is terrible and he’s really unkind”
He snarled at judge, “She’s out of her mind
Before I proceed to grant your decree
You have to be more specific with me
Was each moment unbearable these seven years?
The husband shook his head and the wife was in tears
Was your journey together horrible from the start,
Arranged Marriage perhaps, not matters of the heart?
They sheepishly mumbled “It was our very own plan”
Back then she said, “I loved this man”
The counsellor sighed, “ then I must request you
To give it six months before you are through”
You have to live together before you part ways
I’m really not sure we’d survive six days!
Well coexist you must and peacefully too,
Though the task ahead seems arduous for you.
“For an hour each day, put your phones aside”
“No TV for him too”, the wife cheerfully cried
You may sit in silence or do a household task
But It must be done together, is that too much to ask?
Separation is assured when you return to this place
I will ask for nothing more before I settle your case
They went away pensive about the situation at hand
Live together they must at the judge’s command
At the end of six months they walked back to court
Well you‘ve certainly come back on a different note.
Our disagreements back then seemed larger than life
The counsellor laughed, what’s a marriage without strife?
The judge then wondered where he would be now
If he’d tried in his own life to stay wedded somehow
Every day he regretted his decision to separate
It’s a sad revelation when you realise “It’s too late.
Categories:
disagreements, change, feelings, introspection, loss,
Form:
Rhyme
In life disagreements have always been around,
so why the frown?
We all like what we like and that’s the bottom line.
I won’t see life as you do because I am me and
you are you.
However, what kind of filter do you use before
you look?
The filter that you use is a determining factor in
what you see.
I’m not perfect by a long shot, but I try to let
optimism be my guide.
In a world of negativity it’s so easy to let op-
timism fall by the wayside.
The old saying is true “ treat others like you want
to be treated.“
If someone said they like(or have a nonchalant
demeanor )being mistreated or disrespected,
I don’t believe you.
Because at the core, we all are human beings
and we have feelings.
If you don’t care now, you used to care, being
hurt over and over can cause pain; pain overload
turns into numbness.
The moment you allow yourself to feel again you
will understand.
Numbness can “walk around with a I don’t care”
attitude.
Once your numbness leaves, you will start to feel
again.
I know from personal experience, I wore my
numbness(as a shield of defense) for years
and nothing affected me.
Later on ,once I dealt with my pain and put
aside my shield of defense I started to heal.
The world in itself is cruel, and fueled by so
much hate.
But change starts with you and I, let’s agree
to disagree and walk in to love’s wing.
Alexis Y.
10/27/2020
Categories:
disagreements, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse