Enemy Poems - Poems about Enemy

O’ Hell!…to step aside, to slink along the new-found, unstrolled alley road and leave behind a heavy, long borne load— Who would not, grinning, breathe a sigh of song? InDeed, to risk the chances, Right or Wrong, to journey off the main paths, tippy-toed, and dare the dirty sidetracks, blithely rowed by dank needles, gross junk,—who, but one strong? Our dear protagonist...

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I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on the bones of some lost hare; never to remember peace, but lose myself a bit a piece; life never...

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I had a close knit and Happy family until A slick and silent enemy Stepped in wanting to Take my place...

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There is an enemy within...

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a r~a~g~i~n~g beast that r~o~a~r~e~d loud through dry grasslands e~m~b~l~a~z~o~n~e~d just like sunlight rays in forested ~s~e~a~s~ a glowing friend who radiates love's embrace a relentless enemy that rides on a wild horse a beacon of hope that beams brilliant stories ...

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The argument of silence, absonant, hammers into the pliant mind it’s hard nails of craving.—a spirit thusly marred will yield to any prickle, every scant pressure to give in.—once the foreign implant is firmly riveted, a brain so jarred can no longer trust its levies to guard its thoughts against the inner, speechless “can’t”. Quietudes disturb the peace of silent folk, pounding its forceful...

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It’s not like we failed when we went into the lab, offering the world a new life – the heart and soul, would they be? It’s not like we knew when we began this journey, a trembling truth pouring forth, remember, its just a story? It’s not like we grew when we heard the first breath of a darkness writing its story on the light we...

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"Is poetry our friend or an enemy?" asked someone who often loses themselves among words, to someone who finds themselves in pages written with the shadows and lights of the mind. The writer smiled with that vague smile, like a reflection in a mirror that doesn't reveal the whole story, A smile you offer to a stranger you...

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Q Is this about the actual public enemies number one that are wanted by law enforcement agencies? A No, it's not. Q Who's the real public enemy's number one? A Satan, devil, dragon, tempter, adversary, enemy Q Why wasn't Satan just satisfied with deceiving the one-third of the...

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Time has no wings But it flies faster than bald eagles and fast jets Time has no rings But it is engaged or bound to ‘no safety nets’ And married with death. We are all migrants in the depth Of the valleys. We are passing by Like the wind. No matter how hard we try We will have to go Like an unwanted cargo. Time...

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The Enemy Within "All cruelty springs from weakness." - Seneca Oh Yes. There is an Enemy Within. It lives within, feeds upon, you. Senseless, yelloweyed It informs all that you do. Born of your Hate, Pride, Ignorance It warps you daily, Makes every decision a folly. The pity of it is, You spent a life rewarded For every vile transgression Cheated of every lesson Worth...

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time is a blob a slippery amorphic thing that we trust to be malleable yet slips through your fingers when we least expect it one moment time seems manageable the next it's rambunctious and chaotic it's like our two-year old toddler that mustn't stay unsupervised still everyone has the same twenty four hours unless we decide to harness their power elusive time will be squandered it's only...

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The unseen ache, the hollow feeling of being unseen. To loathe each fragment of yourself, a puzzle with no hands to mend it. Like shattered glass filled to the brim, spilling, cracking, never whole. Distraction is a bandage too thin, but the wound waits, watching. Sometimes, I wonder if I was better off staying, where thinness was a cruel kind of prize. Mental health aside,...

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A friend is a flower that needs to be cared for, an enemy is a thorn that needs to...

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NOTHING SPECIAL ACTUALLY HOW I BECAME AN ENEMY OF THE GD GANGS IN WISCONSIN THROUGH NUMBEROUS THREATS BULLYING TARGETING MY KIDS I REPORTED TO THE GANG TASKFORCE THST THE GANGS WERE INTIMIDATING MY CHILDREN TRYING TO INTIMIDATE INTO INITIATIONS TO FORCE THEM INTO COMMITING CRIMES I WAS SUFFERING SO BAD TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY THERAPIST DROVE...

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