Conflicting Poems

The Conflicting Trio

Infinite and enticing is the world at large :
Full of curious, motley marvels that enrich,
Appease and alleviate with divine charge,
The eager, stirred soul at the varied pitch ;
Live spirit ever cherishes the ideal kind;
Pleasures of one are most often the pain
Of others, who choose never to dwell
Or step into any nook of an alien domain

Conflicting

A moment when opinions soar and butting heads begins

Conflicting Beliefs

We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making,
they banned us from giving embraces and kisses:
how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... 
making us fear and keep us from sweet giving!

We longed to tremble, giving a passionate kiss,
we looked around and we saw stern, watchful eyes;
sweetness slipped out of thoughts, turning to bitterness...
they controlled us

Conflicting Beliefs

We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making,
they banned us from giving embraces and kisses:
how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... 
making us fear and keep us from sweet giving!

We longed to tremble, giving a passionate kiss,
we looked around and saw stern, watchful eyes;
sweetness slipped out of thought, turning to bitterness... 
they controlled us

Conflicting Feeling

Loathe
me long,
shred my soul,
burn my heart in
hate.

I’ll
dote you 
till I’m gone.
In void feel my 
love.

Conflicting Thoughts

she is scarred so deeply inside
yet she chooses to remain beautiful
gloom of darkness engulfs her
yet she dons a mask of brightness
stab of humiliation slices her 
yet she attempts to bandage her wounds

in her solitary moments
she keeps wondering
if her life is worth living
and the war she is waging, worth the struggle

she is a pearl locked in

Conflicting Emotions

Recurring thought kept urging her to do what she would never do
It had been too long
She could not control the outcome
Her inner self was screaming at her now
She shut it down with alcohol
Just to make sure, she took some sleeping pills too 

Weirdly, this kept her up, not down
And the voice not only kept it

Conflicting

People walk at random
                        Life follows its course.
                        A

Conflicting Interest

She collects my blood to egg and to create a next generation,my doubt,the next generation is of mine or this mosquito’s?

Conflicting Commitments

Where and when I find a commitment
to capitalism
to buying and selling Earth
to patriarchalism
to racism
to Western SWM LeftHemisphere cultural dominance
to win/lose global economic politics,

I do NOT find
a commitment to compassion,
to love,
to non-violence,
to cooperative ownership and management,
to a healthy democratic win/win economic empowerment system,
to left with right hemisphere neuro-psychological resonance,
to secular/sacred EarthTribe resilience.

When and where I embody

Conflicting Societal Mixed Messages 1

This sole jeering, albeit grace
full soulful foo fighting - base
sic primate approaching - at a pace
faster than prefer 
     hubble even lace
sing electric shoes to 
     evade senescence - aging case
closed, asper near

     ring finish line,
     nope, no exit,

Conflicting Societal Mixed Messages 2

Heaven's (to Betsy) dis allow
wing danger fields vow
wing to protect and bless 
     beasts and children – endow
wing inadequate livingsocial 
     egads, fore-fend, now
a days such simultaneous show
whirring, or bath,

     asper in above - flow
whir a sad comment
     aery

The Human Antonym

The human antonym 

Buddhist, but maleficent 
Losing,but triumphant
Home, but astray
Articulate, but nothing to say

Achieving,but no ambition 
Trusting, but full of suspicion 
Cold hearted, but devoted 
Political, but never voted 

Lazy, but overworked
Level headed, but berserk
Lacks talent, but a numen 
All of the above- a human

My Conflicting Emotions

I want to tell you how I feel deep down, 
Deep inside my mind,
I want to show you my emotional light, 
But I’m afraid of what I’ll find,
Because, when I sat, with a pen and paper, 
And waited for my muse,
I waited for hours, in complete silence, 
For any emotive news,

No happy, no sad, no

Conflicting Ideologies

Death is a bleary phantom that's always hunting us,
and inescapable as it is we manage to shun it with lies;
too sinister is its appearance when it approaches us,
but isn't our wish to live forever even amid tragedies?

Even trees can withstand many wild storms declaring their stronghold;
compared to them we are feeble creatures who are bought

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