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.
DevlinDLC
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:17pm
Yesterday 9:17pm
our love would be like a jackson pollock on LSD
I needed inspiration so I chased it
in the sense that made promiscuous addicts feel neutral
and quaint
and content and pretty disgustingly pretty
I detest that my life would feel empty without you, babe
but all I hear is diana ross echoing off a cerebral 45
and someone fucking me nowhere near as supreme;
I order a cheese omelet vacant of
fluorescent yellow embryos and a cup of straight black coffee
that doesn't caffeinate the heart …but depresses it
my soul cries out for an upper;
then I feel a pang...
in the sense that made promiscuous addicts feel neutral
and quaint
and content and pretty disgustingly pretty
I detest that my life would feel empty without you, babe
but all I hear is diana ross echoing off a cerebral 45
and someone fucking me nowhere near as supreme;
I order a cheese omelet vacant of
fluorescent yellow embryos and a cup of straight black coffee
that doesn't caffeinate the heart …but depresses it
my soul cries out for an upper;
then I feel a pang...
#anger
34 reads
5 Comments
Idontgiveafk
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:45pm
Yesterday 2:45pm
God Complex
You shouldn't fuck with me!
Those who do get hurt
Back the fuck off, seriously
I'm not going to say it again
You can't fuck with someone like this
Try it, piss me off and see what happens
the outcome wont be your bliss
I'll send you six feet down.
You don't fuck with a god!
Someone of my power
you'll never understand, fraud!
you're going to lose
there will be no mercy
Those who do get hurt
Back the fuck off, seriously
I'm not going to say it again
You can't fuck with someone like this
Try it, piss me off and see what happens
the outcome wont be your bliss
I'll send you six feet down.
You don't fuck with a god!
Someone of my power
you'll never understand, fraud!
you're going to lose
there will be no mercy
#anger
#hate
#frustration
13 reads
0 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 5:27pm
24th Mar 2019 5:27pm
It Comes - - - (Revised)
#sadness
#depression
#despair #apathy
#despair #apathy
49 reads
5 Comments
adri_anny
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 1:35pm
24th Mar 2019 1:35pm
suicidal recollection
do thoughts hang around deaths door?
noosed around the neck
waiting for cheer
as the chair is kucked out
hand on my member as i swing
lifes only regret
i have won the bet
the deals to you
keep it real
noosed around the neck
waiting for cheer
as the chair is kucked out
hand on my member as i swing
lifes only regret
i have won the bet
the deals to you
keep it real
#depression
#suicide
21 reads
1 Comment
Poetryman
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 11:13am
24th Mar 2019 11:13am
Stolen Identity
Why is it so hard for me to believe you're unreal?
Yet it was the easiest thing to let you steal
A heart and soul through a broken window
The face painted on a faceless mask in shadow
A photo stolen here and another one from there
Is there anything about you that is real?
Are you even you? Perhaps you're just a fantasy screw...
Can anyone say? Or even say your name and know
If the sound that slips across their lips
Could be a rhyme from some unknown poet, another fool
Who fell for your lies as he fell to his knees
When the gaze from your...
Yet it was the easiest thing to let you steal
A heart and soul through a broken window
The face painted on a faceless mask in shadow
A photo stolen here and another one from there
Is there anything about you that is real?
Are you even you? Perhaps you're just a fantasy screw...
Can anyone say? Or even say your name and know
If the sound that slips across their lips
Could be a rhyme from some unknown poet, another fool
Who fell for your lies as he fell to his knees
When the gaze from your...
#identity
39 reads
9 Comments
Eudemonia
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 2:12am
24th Mar 2019 2:12am
Concealment
It isn't my truth
Tight as I may cling
It's simply the truth
Not as imposing as it seems
I lost a lot of time
In servitude of
A truth that wasn't mine
When lies weren't good enough
But I never did own it
Possessive as I was
Because the experience
Belongs to all of us
I suffered in silence
To hide the truth
Not understanding
What it means for you.
Tight as I may cling
It's simply the truth
Not as imposing as it seems
I lost a lot of time
In servitude of
A truth that wasn't mine
When lies weren't good enough
But I never did own it
Possessive as I was
Because the experience
Belongs to all of us
I suffered in silence
To hide the truth
Not understanding
What it means for you.
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
27 reads
6 Comments
Rjm
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2019 9:02pm
23rd Mar 2019 9:02pm
Wounds
Wounds as deep as mine
Do not even seem to scar
They just putrify
Do not even seem to scar
They just putrify
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#suffering #hurt
#suffering #hurt
21 reads
4 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2019 7:24pm
23rd Mar 2019 7:24pm
Post Self Recrimination
The bleeding of one's soul has no apparent limit
Gallon after gallon spilled in a steady stream
If set to fire it could span a universe's Length and breadth
The wound infinitesimal and invisible except to me
Felt like a hot poker twisting internally
Searing organ and sinew alike with ease
Little rest or solace or even lament given
Only the underlying ache of my guilty pleas
Gallon after gallon spilled in a steady stream
If set to fire it could span a universe's Length and breadth
The wound infinitesimal and invisible except to me
Felt like a hot poker twisting internally
Searing organ and sinew alike with ease
Little rest or solace or even lament given
Only the underlying ache of my guilty pleas
#love
#heartbroken
26 reads
4 Comments
AEMelia564
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Poem Published
23rd Mar 2019 5:13pm
23rd Mar 2019 5:13pm
Ebbing an empty replay
Cadavers
Lay witinn
Quicksands
Mind preforms
Shrined silence
28 days
They have given you
28 days
While I got life
After you vanished
I was breaking waves
making amends
With LIfe
If I tell you
will you
Judge me?
See me as less of a woman?
As weaker?
Being sore?
Not able to
"fix" , because
Oh
It was "just"
That one thing
And you are a woman
As you know
You should be
aqainted with guilt?
And a trigger is just a trigger ...
Lay witinn
Quicksands
Mind preforms
Shrined silence
28 days
They have given you
28 days
While I got life
After you vanished
I was breaking waves
making amends
With LIfe
If I tell you
will you
Judge me?
See me as less of a woman?
As weaker?
Being sore?
Not able to
"fix" , because
Oh
It was "just"
That one thing
And you are a woman
As you know
You should be
aqainted with guilt?
And a trigger is just a trigger ...
#anger
#grief
#dark #abuse
#dark #abuse
32 reads
David_Macleod
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2019 2:05am
22nd Mar 2019 2:05am
Don't, Don't, Don't
#anger
64 reads
16 Comments
marina2020
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 7:29pm
21st Mar 2019 7:29pm
Another Untitled 3/21/19
The only thing
I hate more
Than you not caring
Is you
Acting like
You actually care
I hate more
Than you not caring
Is you
Acting like
You actually care
#anger
#hate
#disappointment
32 reads
3 Comments
BWBijon
BW-Bijon
BW-Bijon
Poem Published
19th Mar 2019 3:18am
19th Mar 2019 3:18am
Thy 'McDiamond Fighter.'
I was a 'Wanderer,' when I was young.
when McPig and the 'McTeacher Bitch'
said, "son, you is forever, a wanderer."
And the other 'wanderers,' with this 'Wanderer,'
were told the same thing.
but years later, after much success
I, no longer a "Wanderer,"
I told McPig,
and his 'Mcteacher bitch,' to 'go to a hell.'
and when I met up again, with my fellow
'wanderers,' from the past,
I said,...
when McPig and the 'McTeacher Bitch'
said, "son, you is forever, a wanderer."
And the other 'wanderers,' with this 'Wanderer,'
were told the same thing.
but years later, after much success
I, no longer a "Wanderer,"
I told McPig,
and his 'Mcteacher bitch,' to 'go to a hell.'
and when I met up again, with my fellow
'wanderers,' from the past,
I said,...
#MeToo
#rap
#revenge
33 reads
0 Comments
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