Anger Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
This category is for powerful, angry poems which aim to make their point heard, including hostile poetry caused by distress, angst or facing ignorance. Anger poems cover topics like hate, mistrust, alienation and social exclusion, and include poetry about activism and social change. Using the power of words to challenge behaviour and opinions, poems here deal with anger and discontent towards people, ideology and society.
drone
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:31am
Yesterday 11:31am
Copy And Paste
Does one Only
See in others
What one
Wishes to be
Imitating
Duplicating
Replicating
Everything
From their hair
To their clothes
From the way they walk
To the way they talk
In Ones
Sad belief
That one can
Copy and paste
Into ones Life
Someone elses
That will make
Your life
Better
When in truth
There is
No
Copy and paste
That can cover
For the rest of your life
What you fear to face
The Learning
And Understanding
On How
To Be
...
See in others
What one
Wishes to be
Imitating
Duplicating
Replicating
Everything
From their hair
To their clothes
From the way they walk
To the way they talk
In Ones
Sad belief
That one can
Copy and paste
Into ones Life
Someone elses
That will make
Your life
Better
When in truth
There is
No
Copy and paste
That can cover
For the rest of your life
What you fear to face
The Learning
And Understanding
On How
To Be
...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#SelfWorth
14 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Turpin
Turpin
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2021 4:19pm
2nd Dec 2021 4:19pm
An intellectual
Five French writers have resigned as jurors from a literary prize inspired by Marcel Proust because of rape and sexual assault claims made against its chairman, a well-known television presenter." - The Times, December 02 2021
An intellectual
is someone who
sits on a panel and
tells you it's okay
to have sex with children
so long as you write lots of books
that no one wants to read.
An intellectual
is someone who
sits on a panel and
tells you it's okay
to have sex with children
so long as you write lots of books
that no one wants to read.
#unicorns
34 reads
4 Comments
drone
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2021 11:34am
2nd Dec 2021 11:34am
Restrictions
What You see
Is what you choose
Without compromise
To see
What You
Believe
Is what you choose
To believe
Without Compromising
What Your Circle
Believes
For all what you See
Is just your own
Restricted reflections
Of your Own
Restricted Conclusions
Of How
To Live
Your Life
Is what you choose
Without compromise
To see
What You
Believe
Is what you choose
To believe
Without Compromising
What Your Circle
Believes
For all what you See
Is just your own
Restricted reflections
Of your Own
Restricted Conclusions
Of How
To Live
Your Life
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
28 reads
0 Comments
Jermainesplain
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2021 1:40am
2nd Dec 2021 1:40am
Deep Underground Poetry Is Racist
I see you…
Hiding behind your buzzwords:
Inclusivity
Diversity
Are these our allies?
Caucasian Jesus with his thorny crown?
A black man stands up to a white stalker
And he’s struck down
“Back to the fields, jiggaboo”
Yeah, I see you…
White men telling me what Black Lives Matter would think of me?
How nice of you to explain what it means to be black to me
What don’t I see?
What you’re really saying is: I like them blackies just fine
So long as they ain’t too uppity
...
Hiding behind your buzzwords:
Inclusivity
Diversity
Are these our allies?
Caucasian Jesus with his thorny crown?
A black man stands up to a white stalker
And he’s struck down
“Back to the fields, jiggaboo”
Yeah, I see you…
White men telling me what Black Lives Matter would think of me?
How nice of you to explain what it means to be black to me
What don’t I see?
What you’re really saying is: I like them blackies just fine
So long as they ain’t too uppity
...
#racism
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
2 Comments
applepieand_books
Poem Published
1st Dec 2021 4:13am
1st Dec 2021 4:13am
It Was Supposed to Be Me
It was supposed to be me,
But you had to pay.
Everyone says otherwise,
But I'm the one to blame.
Each slit of my wrist is there
To carry your pain.
Maybe that will make it right,
But I"m still here thinking:
It should've been me.
But you had to pay.
Everyone says otherwise,
But I'm the one to blame.
Each slit of my wrist is there
To carry your pain.
Maybe that will make it right,
But I"m still here thinking:
It should've been me.
#regret
#SelfHarm
#suicide
69 reads
2 Comments
SageRoyale
Sage R.
Sage R.
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 2:33pm
30th Nov 2021 2:33pm
TOO MUCH AROUND ME
Enough, enough, enough!
My head can't take it
My hands can't shake it
My spine, it shivers
My mind is withered
So much so quickly
Not enough, usually
But today it's too much
Today I've screwed up
Today there's too much
He's rubbing his hands
She's tipping her chair
I'm grabbing my face
They're fixing their hair
He watches the news
She asks to go use
The restroom and I
Am stuck in my mind
I have to work now
I have to get it out
I'm shuddering and clawing
The air for a...
My head can't take it
My hands can't shake it
My spine, it shivers
My mind is withered
So much so quickly
Not enough, usually
But today it's too much
Today I've screwed up
Today there's too much
He's rubbing his hands
She's tipping her chair
I'm grabbing my face
They're fixing their hair
He watches the news
She asks to go use
The restroom and I
Am stuck in my mind
I have to work now
I have to get it out
I'm shuddering and clawing
The air for a...
#frustration
52 reads
3 Comments
Lament4GenX
Donovan C.
Donovan C.
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 1:47pm
30th Nov 2021 1:47pm
Drained
My words were not heard
Nor were they read
But people will ask
For the reason I bled
From out of my wrist
A crimson liquid flows
And at my feet
A red puddle grows
I begged and pleaded
Nobody listened to me
So I suffered in silence
Suffered in misery
My so called friends
Have moved on in life
Leaving me behind
With a razor sharp knife
But maybe to them
I was just dead weight
Or maybe I was someone
They just grew to hate
I've lost so much ...
Nor were they read
But people will ask
For the reason I bled
From out of my wrist
A crimson liquid flows
And at my feet
A red puddle grows
I begged and pleaded
Nobody listened to me
So I suffered in silence
Suffered in misery
My so called friends
Have moved on in life
Leaving me behind
With a razor sharp knife
But maybe to them
I was just dead weight
Or maybe I was someone
They just grew to hate
I've lost so much ...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#despair
#disappointment
58 reads
2 Comments
OG-Poetry
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 3:56pm
29th Nov 2021 3:56pm
… pressure for measure
just five pounds
is all it takes,
to end a life,
to make hearts break,
from life to death
is the measure,
with five pounds,
of index pressure.
is all it takes,
to end a life,
to make hearts break,
from life to death
is the measure,
with five pounds,
of index pressure.
#corruption
#murder
#death
#GunControl
#greed
50 reads
2 Comments
drone
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 10:25am
29th Nov 2021 10:25am
The Little Things
The little Things
Always
Have a nasty habit
Of ganging up
To become
Big Things
No matter one's
Circumstances
No matter what
One feels
They will change
Merge
Morph
Into things
That will batter You
Psychologically
And Phiscaly
Until you bleed
And as one's
Frustration
Becomes conected
With a blood soaked
Needle and thread
To one's
Regrets
One will finally
Understand
The true meaning
Of those words
The Little Things
In one's Life
That...
Always
Have a nasty habit
Of ganging up
To become
Big Things
No matter one's
Circumstances
No matter what
One feels
They will change
Merge
Morph
Into things
That will batter You
Psychologically
And Phiscaly
Until you bleed
And as one's
Frustration
Becomes conected
With a blood soaked
Needle and thread
To one's
Regrets
One will finally
Understand
The true meaning
Of those words
The Little Things
In one's Life
That...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#SelfReflection
31 reads
2 Comments
TezNstyn
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 8:31am
29th Nov 2021 8:31am
God's spell check
If God spell checked our existence.. we'd be giving a lifelong penance.. how deceitful we've become without resistance.. weapons of mass destruction still remain defenseless.. alterior motivated friendships.. demons amongst our christians.. public murders breeding no witness.. deepest of breaths lungs airless.. with no moral code emotions careless.. eyes wide open still nothing to stare with.. handed bifocals and still impaired it.. full of life and still disparaged.. on a trip to hell and locked in the carriage..
#spiritual
41 reads
0 Comments
drone
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 11:55am
27th Nov 2021 11:55am
Biohacking
We're living in
A civilizied
Soiciety
So we say
Where more and more
Families
Desperate Honest
People
Are turning to
And learning from
Biohackers
In a Desperate Bid
To Save
Their Dying Children
We're living in
A civilizied world
So the ignorant
Say
Where profits
Before
Your children
Has become
The Civilizied Way
A civilizied
Soiciety
So we say
Where more and more
Families
Desperate Honest
People
Are turning to
And learning from
Biohackers
In a Desperate Bid
To Save
Their Dying Children
We're living in
A civilizied world
So the ignorant
Say
Where profits
Before
Your children
Has become
The Civilizied Way
#betrayal
#TruthOfLife
#honesty #choices
#honesty #choices
25 reads
2 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 3:17am
27th Nov 2021 3:17am
Dead Dog Groomer
Everything comes full circle
At war with yourself
Projecting insecurity
Externalize your battle
As you treat me like your enemy
There’s nothing that enchants
Quite like the romance of tragedy
When your scars are cadence
To the filter of your sanity
Indulge your delusion
As I embody your devil
Traps set of bitterness
I won’t stoop to your level
You won’t let this dead dog lie
Play fetch with the corpse
As you fashion your alibi
Guiltless for your pride
You kill us to defend
Is all I ever...
At war with yourself
Projecting insecurity
Externalize your battle
As you treat me like your enemy
There’s nothing that enchants
Quite like the romance of tragedy
When your scars are cadence
To the filter of your sanity
Indulge your delusion
As I embody your devil
Traps set of bitterness
I won’t stoop to your level
You won’t let this dead dog lie
Play fetch with the corpse
As you fashion your alibi
Guiltless for your pride
You kill us to defend
Is all I ever...
#love
#hate
#family
#betrayal
#memories
39 reads
0 Comments
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