Anger Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
atkfrostyatk
Poem Published
7th Jul 2020 12:39pm
7th Jul 2020 12:39pm
Walls
I hear voices around me
Their anger and hate surround me
At times it seems they control me
They force their way in so slowly
Sometimes they seem to make sense
They say to cause pain and relieve my stress
If you really listen these walls talk
I can hear them wherever I walk
Everyday they grow louder and speak more truth
With every word it seems I have less to lose
If you can't hear you'd think me insane
But I alone have seen their pain
If you look real close you can see how deep
From the cracks in the walls you can see them...
Their anger and hate surround me
At times it seems they control me
They force their way in so slowly
Sometimes they seem to make sense
They say to cause pain and relieve my stress
If you really listen these walls talk
I can hear them wherever I walk
Everyday they grow louder and speak more truth
With every word it seems I have less to lose
If you can't hear you'd think me insane
But I alone have seen their pain
If you look real close you can see how deep
From the cracks in the walls you can see them...
#depression
#bipolar
#PTSD
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
6th Jul 2020 6:10am
6th Jul 2020 6:10am
Masks Correct Immoral Pro-Choice Ideas
If we can wear masks
to save the innocent
“My body my choice”
is immature theatre fire
...and wicked perversion
Abortion is obsolete
to save the innocent
“My body my choice”
is immature theatre fire
...and wicked perversion
Abortion is obsolete
#hope
#birth
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Summerrain75
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 6:52pm
5th Jul 2020 6:52pm
Untitled
Keep your morality to yourself
You are no judge to impose labels.
Clean yourself of your insecurity and jealousy
So you don't have to put on your mask
My life is my responsibility and I do not answer to anyone
I live my life at my own terms
If you do not know me do not assume that you know my intentions
I have nothing to hide
I'm flawed and have done mistakes
But that do not define me and my entire being
So keep your self righteousness with you
You are no saint
You can put on many layers of mask
But who you...
You are no judge to impose labels.
Clean yourself of your insecurity and jealousy
So you don't have to put on your mask
My life is my responsibility and I do not answer to anyone
I live my life at my own terms
If you do not know me do not assume that you know my intentions
I have nothing to hide
I'm flawed and have done mistakes
But that do not define me and my entire being
So keep your self righteousness with you
You are no saint
You can put on many layers of mask
But who you...
#morality
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12 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 6:56pm
4th Jul 2020 6:56pm
GET A GRIP
Get a grip
I yelled to you
Before you threw
Yourself at me
Get a grip
I silently tell
Protective hands
You bruised and battered
I yelled to you
Before you threw
Yourself at me
Get a grip
I silently tell
Protective hands
You bruised and battered
#abuse
#bullying
#hurt #DomesticViolence
#hurt #DomesticViolence
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SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 6:39pm
4th Jul 2020 6:39pm
ECHOES
The backs of my hands
Know your balled-up anger
Better than the back (or inside)
Of my head
Thankfully,
Though their echoes
Won’t let me
Forget:
Everything I try to hold
Threatens to fall through
My weakened
Clasp.
Know your balled-up anger
Better than the back (or inside)
Of my head
Thankfully,
Though their echoes
Won’t let me
Forget:
Everything I try to hold
Threatens to fall through
My weakened
Clasp.
#abuse
#bullying
#hurt #DomesticViolence
#hurt #DomesticViolence
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cabcool
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 6:09am
3rd Jul 2020 6:09am
birdlife
Birdlife matters: God sees the tiny sparrow where it falls.
Black lives matter: God hears the bruised, the broken, when he calls.—cab
nor shall you hear my song,
you infidel,
though all my days prolong
you in this hell.
no descant shall be formed
upon my tongue
though all my sense were charmed
and from me flung.
this caged bird does not sing
to entertain
the likes of prince or king
or chamberlain;
may silence me consume
till I am dead,
before, in this dark room,
your ears are fed.
what...
Black lives matter: God hears the bruised, the broken, when he calls.—cab
nor shall you hear my song,
you infidel,
though all my days prolong
you in this hell.
no descant shall be formed
upon my tongue
though all my sense were charmed
and from me flung.
this caged bird does not sing
to entertain
the likes of prince or king
or chamberlain;
may silence me consume
till I am dead,
before, in this dark room,
your ears are fed.
what...
#LifeStruggles
#birds
#prison
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
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Priyanka
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 4:59pm
2nd Jul 2020 4:59pm
The World
Worms of lies are living in our guts,
Souls are poisoned with our spurious pride.
Hands are dipped in the pot of treacheries,
And here we are, breeding parasites amongst us!
Pleasure seeks the essence of bodily vengeance,
Our eyes, full of lustful desires and notions.
Surrounded by layers of veil, the world we pretend
Where truth is mystery and death framed.
God has forbidden angels to fall,
He said, “No mercy to humans with no soul.
And my boy, Lucifer! Thou rise again,
Rule this pit and release thy hounds .“ ...
Souls are poisoned with our spurious pride.
Hands are dipped in the pot of treacheries,
And here we are, breeding parasites amongst us!
Pleasure seeks the essence of bodily vengeance,
Our eyes, full of lustful desires and notions.
Surrounded by layers of veil, the world we pretend
Where truth is mystery and death framed.
God has forbidden angels to fall,
He said, “No mercy to humans with no soul.
And my boy, Lucifer! Thou rise again,
Rule this pit and release thy hounds .“ ...
#violence
#humankind
#HumanRights #inequality
#HumanRights #inequality
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RiAN
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 12:09pm
2nd Jul 2020 12:09pm
Violet violence
Amoebe awareness
I was a portrait
Sepia toned
my clenched fists
could not demolish
life mirrored
we prayed for peace
far beyond debris
plastified oceans
could not set us free
Tribal face painting
Rites of passage
pandemonium photographed
dug up by archeologists
none died
an art
of being
human
I was a portrait
Sepia toned
my clenched fists
could not demolish
life mirrored
we prayed for peace
far beyond debris
plastified oceans
could not set us free
Tribal face painting
Rites of passage
pandemonium photographed
dug up by archeologists
none died
an art
of being
human
#oppression
#shadows
#CallToAction #pandemic
#CallToAction #pandemic
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3 Comments
Anarchitect
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 8:51pm
30th Jun 2020 8:51pm
Bill Ionaire Gates
is an evil, poor excuse of a man---
I HATES, I HATES him!
Him I HATES!
Until he gets his just desserts
I can't WAITS, I can't
fucking WAITS!
So much pain and suffering
he's inflicted on the world
never takes responsibility for the hurts
Don't get the wrong impression---
I'm not the least bit jealous
I couldn't give a goddamn gigahertz
There's something about the man
that rubs me raw --- grinds me gritty ...
I HATES, I HATES him!
Him I HATES!
Until he gets his just desserts
I can't WAITS, I can't
fucking WAITS!
So much pain and suffering
he's inflicted on the world
never takes responsibility for the hurts
Don't get the wrong impression---
I'm not the least bit jealous
I couldn't give a goddamn gigahertz
There's something about the man
that rubs me raw --- grinds me gritty ...
#anger
#jealousy
#hate
#money
#frustration
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AutomaticEmC
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 7:38am
30th Jun 2020 7:38am
It's Time
Say it loud, say it proud
Let me hear a f*** yeah if you're black or you're brown
White America steady tryna take off your crowns
They stay shooting you down
Blood in the streets
Too many bodies to count
They try to dim your shine and brainwash young minds
But united we stand and scream for justice
It's Time
Rise up and fight the power
Every minute, every hour
And we won't stop till we overthrow their corrupt towers
Take back what's ours
It was never theirs in the...
Let me hear a f*** yeah if you're black or you're brown
White America steady tryna take off your crowns
They stay shooting you down
Blood in the streets
Too many bodies to count
They try to dim your shine and brainwash young minds
But united we stand and scream for justice
It's Time
Rise up and fight the power
Every minute, every hour
And we won't stop till we overthrow their corrupt towers
Take back what's ours
It was never theirs in the...
#anger
#grief
#heartbroken
#CallToAction
#fear
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Bawaga
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 00:00am
30th Jun 2020 00:00am
Fate
Did I choose my own fate?
Did I need something to hate?
Why did I relate
to this kind of bait?
The thoughts in my head
I wish you were dead
Those words never said
Actions not led
Try as I might
I didn't take flight
I knew what was right
I always said might
In the darkest night
always a fright
I needed the light
a beautiful sight
A protective cocoon
like still in my womb
The door opens...boom
I feel the doom
I control the emotion
with my devotion
Go...
Did I need something to hate?
Why did I relate
to this kind of bait?
The thoughts in my head
I wish you were dead
Those words never said
Actions not led
Try as I might
I didn't take flight
I knew what was right
I always said might
In the darkest night
always a fright
I needed the light
a beautiful sight
A protective cocoon
like still in my womb
The door opens...boom
I feel the doom
I control the emotion
with my devotion
Go...
#anger
#conflict
#alcohol
#addiction
#disappointment
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5 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
29th Jun 2020 3:58pm
29th Jun 2020 3:58pm
#blacklivesmatter2conservatives
Confused people
think whites
are the pushers
of #alllivesmatters
Simply
NOT
true
I learned about it
from Anthony Brian Logan
he’s black and smart
Six to one
white, self-professed racists
stand on the streets
for the token-chant
Black conservatives
don’t feel the love
they feel like
black Bratz dolls
or the newest
endangered
species hoax
(DO save the tigers!)
But don’t treat
black people
like they need saving ...
think whites
are the pushers
of #alllivesmatters
Simply
NOT
true
I learned about it
from Anthony Brian Logan
he’s black and smart
Six to one
white, self-professed racists
stand on the streets
for the token-chant
Black conservatives
don’t feel the love
they feel like
black Bratz dolls
or the newest
endangered
species hoax
(DO save the tigers!)
But don’t treat
black people
like they need saving ...
#politics
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1 Comment
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