Woman Conflict Poems

Sometimes I feel the devil rising                   ...

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Death kissed me on the cheek
and said I could remain
I still had time to keep
but she’d be back again

For death she is a woman
A fickle...

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On being emotionally bankrupt

Sentient beings distraught
psyche rent asunder
courtesy false accusations
heated words exchanged like gunfire
pox upon the house of Deborah Hunter,
a vicious vindictive 
girlish looking septuagenarian...

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People with choice they call freedom
What once was now history past 
Breaking down of society cold war fought
New gen, feelings hurt as truth hidden
Speak no...

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I live my life sober and clean
but once was called a bean

I started with promise and hope 
then found myself drowning in dope

I smoked a...

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Author Dana Redricks 
April 10, 2024

When I break, I break, there's only so much a woman can take. When I walk out the door you...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony
impossible mission to extricate lovely bones
they wanna remain permanently abed.

I chiefly function to amass knowledge
courtesy assiduously, habitually,
and judiciously...

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“Darkness does embalm;
All things, getting calm,
Produce an eerie feeling;
Can it serve with a healing?”

“Aye, aye, sure, sure!
Such feelings do us lure,
To approach its end.”
“Can we...

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Strong suspicion a 2024 presidential win...

for the trumpeting don
spells loss for democracy
after inauguration day
witnesses his swearing-in
nepotism will run rampant
lawlessness the name of the game
of thrones...

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The simplicity of yearning. It burns softly, like a hand grazing over a candle. A mouth full of sweet nothings to be spilled onto the...

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I grieve for someone too lonely,
and that heart-broken one is me;
can I ever hold back tears and be strong?
Can I ever find comfort in this...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." 

(Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an...

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Here I am again, in a familiar silence
Inside a bustling place full of lies
In a bench of solitude, my preference
To watch the world as it...

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His tainted maiden I be,
Not king nor gentleman 
But the Mafioso
His tales travelled wide
Terror and fear
In name of respect he owns

In his heart a rot...

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A genuine hero isn't one that's flawless     
Arguably not the one garmented with 
Absolute forfeits but one who is purely 
Accountable...

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