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.
Lookawaynow
Rose
Rose
Poem Published
Today 6:29am
Today 6:29am
Enough Already!
Is there satisfaction
a job well executed
Did they even bother to
touch & feel the crime of
the year to the community
as a whole
Lines of cold heartless
unresearched ink could
could mark a lesser being
It's easier to tell all
with write before the
monster awakes..
Yes..let's go poke the flesh
once again
5 reads
SamiBmuse
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:00pm
Yesterday 6:00pm
Comfortably Numb
Inspired by Pink Floyd
Drugs
The cold pick of the needle as it enters the vein
Liquid ice cold
Invading your blood stream
Changing your
Personality
Making you scream
Huh
Men
Are drugs
Invading your life
Keeping you captive
Don't dress like this
Don't talk like that
Don't touch me
Don't tell
Me
What I can do
Bend over whilst I
Fuck you
Imagining another woman
Behind your back
The drug entering your life
Like an infestation
Moulding you
Into what they dream ...
Drugs
The cold pick of the needle as it enters the vein
Liquid ice cold
Invading your blood stream
Changing your
Personality
Making you scream
Huh
Men
Are drugs
Invading your life
Keeping you captive
Don't dress like this
Don't talk like that
Don't touch me
Don't tell
Me
What I can do
Bend over whilst I
Fuck you
Imagining another woman
Behind your back
The drug entering your life
Like an infestation
Moulding you
Into what they dream ...
22 reads
7 Comments
lepperochan
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:02pm
Yesterday 12:02pm
Before the calm. ( collaboration with Jack Heslop )
Boil the blood, then drain the heart :
a sense of mist
a profanity hissed
a witch's brew to be dismissed
by all who'd loathe to tear apart...
a fair foul with fair force
[ you pluck the knife
slit the scar
add a splash of vinegar ]
2.
We climbed the fabled steps
and found nothing.
no gods, no men, just an old
and empty room. all too soon
those simple cries of agony
became howls of rage;
betrayed by hate
we found the streets again
saw the gutted cars
vacant urban...
a sense of mist
a profanity hissed
a witch's brew to be dismissed
by all who'd loathe to tear apart...
a fair foul with fair force
[ you pluck the knife
slit the scar
add a splash of vinegar ]
2.
We climbed the fabled steps
and found nothing.
no gods, no men, just an old
and empty room. all too soon
those simple cries of agony
became howls of rage;
betrayed by hate
we found the streets again
saw the gutted cars
vacant urban...
42 reads
11 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:04am
Yesterday 8:04am
Your Insincerity
A thousand "sorrys"
Don't erase all the replays
You're playing the game
Don't erase all the replays
You're playing the game
14 reads
0 Comments
SatansSperm
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 10:40pm
16th Aug 2017 10:40pm
Red
There is a violence
in the wind
that whispers
in my ear
fuels the spark
to the flame
I cannot be near
in the wind
that whispers
in my ear
fuels the spark
to the flame
I cannot be near
21 reads
0 Comments
The_Silly_Sibyl
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 9:11pm
16th Aug 2017 9:11pm
Before the Calm (collaboration with lepperochan)
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/lepperochan/
1.
boil the blood, then drain the heart,
a sense of mist, a profanity hissed
a witch's brew to be dismissed
by all who'd loathe to tear apart...
a fair foul with fair force
all things considered
(you pluck the knife
and slit the scar of Hate)
a splash of malted vinegar
to speed on the rush
2.
We climbed the fabled steps and found
Nothing.
No gods, no men, just an old
and empty room.
The simple cry of agony
became a howl of rage;
betrayed by Hate ...
1.
boil the blood, then drain the heart,
a sense of mist, a profanity hissed
a witch's brew to be dismissed
by all who'd loathe to tear apart...
a fair foul with fair force
all things considered
(you pluck the knife
and slit the scar of Hate)
a splash of malted vinegar
to speed on the rush
2.
We climbed the fabled steps and found
Nothing.
No gods, no men, just an old
and empty room.
The simple cry of agony
became a howl of rage;
betrayed by Hate ...
26 reads
3 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 2:43am
16th Aug 2017 2:43am
Unfriending You Hurts Me More Than He Hurts You (unfriended comp entry)
His obsessive control is nearly as stinging to my eyes
As your submissive obedience gives him a rise
I cannot watch as he cripples you self-esteem
Turning you into a hollow shell he loves to demean
Seeing you accept it turns my stomach, filling me with rage
You may as well be locked in a chicken-wire cage
I cannot pretend to be an accepting or unfeeling friend
So before he deletes the rest of you in a box till the end
I'm letting go of the angel I once held near and dear to my heart
Because the person you were is gone and broken apart ...
As your submissive obedience gives him a rise
I cannot watch as he cripples you self-esteem
Turning you into a hollow shell he loves to demean
Seeing you accept it turns my stomach, filling me with rage
You may as well be locked in a chicken-wire cage
I cannot pretend to be an accepting or unfeeling friend
So before he deletes the rest of you in a box till the end
I'm letting go of the angel I once held near and dear to my heart
Because the person you were is gone and broken apart ...
27 reads
2 Comments
MarikaLena
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 1:18am
16th Aug 2017 1:18am
To My Sisters
* Yeah I was in a state of extremely blunt bitterness at a guy when I wrote this. I'm really just trying to promote my new blog. You will find a lot better writing there and I would really appreciate the reads. It's about life on the Venice Beach Boardwalk Thank you!! http://attentiondullamerica.blogspot.com **
Do they even realize what a catch I am? Obviously not they stupid asses. A chick who will get down and please you orally on the beach at night? Who's down to fuck in the car parked along PCH with a full moon and an ocean view to our side. A woman who will dress to the Ts, short...
Do they even realize what a catch I am? Obviously not they stupid asses. A chick who will get down and please you orally on the beach at night? Who's down to fuck in the car parked along PCH with a full moon and an ocean view to our side. A woman who will dress to the Ts, short...
17 reads
0 Comments
endlessgame23
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 6:45pm
15th Aug 2017 6:45pm
f**king Wasted
I will watch the World crumble at my feet
and though a single tear may fall
It is not Sorrow I feel, no
not one ounce of regret
only Frustration.
Anger at the waste.
and though a single tear may fall
It is not Sorrow I feel, no
not one ounce of regret
only Frustration.
Anger at the waste.
26 reads
0 Comments
DevlinDLC
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 6:42am
15th Aug 2017 6:42am
this used to be my Play`ground
voiced etched in chaotic stone
this is what I feel when fingers
are dipped deepen`ed inside me;
this isn`t a fist fucking but a verbal
of words constrained, marooned
in an orgasm of injectable crocodiles
… you`re strangling me
and these holes you inflict upon my
whore`bodice lead to a place
where I don`t belong here …
you hate me
in aggravated sodomy`tes
and you want to do to me
what was done to you
but I won`t shit blood and cum
on your hands … I am not your man
I don`t understand this
so...
this is what I feel when fingers
are dipped deepen`ed inside me;
this isn`t a fist fucking but a verbal
of words constrained, marooned
in an orgasm of injectable crocodiles
… you`re strangling me
and these holes you inflict upon my
whore`bodice lead to a place
where I don`t belong here …
you hate me
in aggravated sodomy`tes
and you want to do to me
what was done to you
but I won`t shit blood and cum
on your hands … I am not your man
I don`t understand this
so...
55 reads
7 Comments
SatansSperm
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 00:27am
15th Aug 2017 00:27am
Virgin afterbirth
You shouldn't have took more than you gave
& we wouldn't be in this mess today"...Dave Mason
there is always a price to pay
now the earth is an early grave
sirens blaring
the blood we're sharing
homogenized with no caring
earth exposed
by the undertow
pretty soon
nowhere to go
& all I can say is....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9mJ82x_l-E#
& we wouldn't be in this mess today"...Dave Mason
there is always a price to pay
now the earth is an early grave
sirens blaring
the blood we're sharing
homogenized with no caring
earth exposed
by the undertow
pretty soon
nowhere to go
& all I can say is....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9mJ82x_l-E#
29 reads
2 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
14th Aug 2017 11:17pm
14th Aug 2017 11:17pm
Politics (an acrostic poem)
Penis lead, alleged, gentlemen, same school tie
Over inflated view of their own importance
Living disconnected from the electorate
Inclusion is only for their own kind
They don’t care about you, giving not a fuck
I have completely lost faith in our politics
Considering revolution, armed insurrection
Sometimes you are given no choice
Over inflated view of their own importance
Living disconnected from the electorate
Inclusion is only for their own kind
They don’t care about you, giving not a fuck
I have completely lost faith in our politics
Considering revolution, armed insurrection
Sometimes you are given no choice
31 reads
6 Comments
Anger Poems