Anger Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
Friendly feedback has been requested for these poems.
Methods of broth
Simmering-sick-a-fantic-prick!
I marinade him every which day. So he will stay. In lonely,once opened,keep refrigerated. In best before home.
Within days,he's broken down my tough connective tissues,mosturised me slowly. It's been so long since my body was cooked so tenderly and thoroughly.
Long,slow.
His method of dry heat,cooks me sweetly.
The inherent tenderness of my sort of cut, he's never met before. He tells me.
Baby squat down. Don't ever stop serving me!
Weeks and months have passed by. And he's started to store me in his freezer....
I marinade him every which day. So he will stay. In lonely,once opened,keep refrigerated. In best before home.
Within days,he's broken down my tough connective tissues,mosturised me slowly. It's been so long since my body was cooked so tenderly and thoroughly.
Long,slow.
His method of dry heat,cooks me sweetly.
The inherent tenderness of my sort of cut, he's never met before. He tells me.
Baby squat down. Don't ever stop serving me!
Weeks and months have passed by. And he's started to store me in his freezer....
#obsession
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Not Toy Story
What am I to you?
A thing to entertain?
A doll you can play with?
My love
Is not for you to use
you have yet to see me mad.
A thing to entertain?
A doll you can play with?
My love
Is not for you to use
you have yet to see me mad.
#frustration
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So much beneath...
Oh. I hate it.
The eyes and glances,
The hands and caresses,
They like it when I am dirt.
To be dirt I would love,
But less than ground I am...
Knowing I will go much beneath that
Knowing they will too.
The eyes and glances,
The hands and caresses,
They like it when I am dirt.
To be dirt I would love,
But less than ground I am...
Knowing I will go much beneath that
Knowing they will too.
#hate
#loneliness
#shame
#frustration
#apathy
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Peace thief
I've drowned myself in vapid tears
Decaying roots with no room to grow
Corroded with incessant fears
Distinguish between friend and foe
I've seen the armageddon
With raging wars in the fading sunset
While protestors are setting
The tables for the final banquet
The will to rule is fading fast
Like the forces on the front lines
Knowing rules will not last
For those who have an abeld mind
It's a losing situation
No winner will emerge
We've joined together in creation
Of the curse of the purge ...
Decaying roots with no room to grow
Corroded with incessant fears
Distinguish between friend and foe
I've seen the armageddon
With raging wars in the fading sunset
While protestors are setting
The tables for the final banquet
The will to rule is fading fast
Like the forces on the front lines
Knowing rules will not last
For those who have an abeld mind
It's a losing situation
No winner will emerge
We've joined together in creation
Of the curse of the purge ...
#grief
#dark
#war
#tragedy
#greed
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Release
Choke me until I lose consciousness
Go ahead and try it, I'm waiting
Scream and yell, like you mean it
Release all of your hostility
C'mon
Show me and the world what you got.
You can do it
You have a criminal mind
I know all about you
Everything you have said or touched has turned into a disease
You manipulate others with your lies and psychotic behavior
One day I'll have the last laugh
You will be exposed for all to witness your unappealing characteristics
Get ready
Are you strapped in?
Ready to be destroyed? ...
Go ahead and try it, I'm waiting
Scream and yell, like you mean it
Release all of your hostility
C'mon
Show me and the world what you got.
You can do it
You have a criminal mind
I know all about you
Everything you have said or touched has turned into a disease
You manipulate others with your lies and psychotic behavior
One day I'll have the last laugh
You will be exposed for all to witness your unappealing characteristics
Get ready
Are you strapped in?
Ready to be destroyed? ...
#anger
#hate
#strength
#hope
#courage
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The rain and reign of terror!
The year ends on saddest notes
of crying, dying babies in Palestine
and obstructed efforts
to throw them a lifeline
They ought to have long halted this ethnic cleansing
of the indigenous inhabitants
Stop the cruel bombardment
of their poor apartments
I'm not just griping for nothing,
the scenario is too bloodied
and gripping for sure,
Doctors go wiping off blood
as babies are rushed
dripping with gore
to hospitals tripping
with casualties galore
All humane hearts with any humanity ...
of crying, dying babies in Palestine
and obstructed efforts
to throw them a lifeline
They ought to have long halted this ethnic cleansing
of the indigenous inhabitants
Stop the cruel bombardment
of their poor apartments
I'm not just griping for nothing,
the scenario is too bloodied
and gripping for sure,
Doctors go wiping off blood
as babies are rushed
dripping with gore
to hospitals tripping
with casualties galore
All humane hearts with any humanity ...
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
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What Would Orwell Say
Docile and tame
our unending shame
that some regard as fame
homogenized
pasteurized
and sanitized
the Animal Farm of existence
.
What would Orwell say
groaning in his grave
to see his cautionary tale unfold
in a world grown cold
restricted and controlled
-
Stop waiting to be told
safe within the fold
placidly living on the wold
Baa-ing like frightened ewes
is this the life you choose
-
What would Orwell say
about our lives of molded clay
as we're...
our unending shame
that some regard as fame
homogenized
pasteurized
and sanitized
the Animal Farm of existence
.
What would Orwell say
groaning in his grave
to see his cautionary tale unfold
in a world grown cold
restricted and controlled
-
Stop waiting to be told
safe within the fold
placidly living on the wold
Baa-ing like frightened ewes
is this the life you choose
-
What would Orwell say
about our lives of molded clay
as we're...
#escape
#disappointment
#rebellion
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Tears from Ashes
In the clash of vengeance, a battle unfolds,
Where flowers once bloomed, your wrath takes hold.
As if my existence, you choose to erase,
In the aftermath, ashes whisper, leaving no trace.
Where flowers once bloomed, your wrath takes hold.
As if my existence, you choose to erase,
In the aftermath, ashes whisper, leaving no trace.
#anger
#dark
#frustration
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Raging Tempest
Embrace the anger,
Ignite the rage,
Let the energy blaze,
Let the mind engage.
Vent out the steam,
Unleash the words untamed,
Let it all flow away,
Until sanity is reclaimed.
Harm no one, but
Confront it solo,
Scream with all your might,
Until all ill feelings are hollow.
Ignite the rage,
Let the energy blaze,
Let the mind engage.
Vent out the steam,
Unleash the words untamed,
Let it all flow away,
Until sanity is reclaimed.
Harm no one, but
Confront it solo,
Scream with all your might,
Until all ill feelings are hollow.
#anger
#regret
#grief
#frustration
#disappointment
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Angry heart and Soul Afire
Engulfed by life's fiery core,
My heart rages, a furious bull's roar.
My soul fumes with ire,
At the world's sordid mire.
War, hunger, disdain persist,
A plight that won't desist.
The shadow of sadness looms,
Ignorance deepens the gloom.
The morbidity of existence,
Cloaked in a guise of pretense.
My heart rages, a furious bull's roar.
My soul fumes with ire,
At the world's sordid mire.
War, hunger, disdain persist,
A plight that won't desist.
The shadow of sadness looms,
Ignorance deepens the gloom.
The morbidity of existence,
Cloaked in a guise of pretense.
#sadness
#anger
#war
#poverty
#deception
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Machine Guns in the Park
I love my new park
It has two half basketball courts.
A lake.
A wide u-shaped fountain,
where one can sit on benches
comforted by the sound
of rivulets of water cascading down stone.
That is as long as one isn't interrupted by the staccato of machine gun fire
Fake is better than the real thing.
Far, far better.
But a plastic machine gun
complete with real sound effects! (sans the tortured, terrorized screams of innocent people- maybe that costs extra)
in the hands of a four year old
is disconcerting. ...
It has two half basketball courts.
A lake.
A wide u-shaped fountain,
where one can sit on benches
comforted by the sound
of rivulets of water cascading down stone.
That is as long as one isn't interrupted by the staccato of machine gun fire
Fake is better than the real thing.
Far, far better.
But a plastic machine gun
complete with real sound effects! (sans the tortured, terrorized screams of innocent people- maybe that costs extra)
in the hands of a four year old
is disconcerting. ...
#anger
#GunControl
#America
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One Too Many
I rather see you burn
then speak another day
you piss away my empathy
hope is lost in your travesty
time flys by
and into the dump
guess what I'm trying to say is
fuckers like you are one too many
don't blame me
I'm just the cynic
the mother fucking critic
unpopular opinion
but I also don't like your politics
and the curse is I'm cursed with
knowing you're still breathing
makes me want to get sick and die
if only to be somewhere you're not
friends say just let it go
find inner peace ...
then speak another day
you piss away my empathy
hope is lost in your travesty
time flys by
and into the dump
guess what I'm trying to say is
fuckers like you are one too many
don't blame me
I'm just the cynic
the mother fucking critic
unpopular opinion
but I also don't like your politics
and the curse is I'm cursed with
knowing you're still breathing
makes me want to get sick and die
if only to be somewhere you're not
friends say just let it go
find inner peace ...
#hate
#satirical
#frustration
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