Anger Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
Friendly feedback has been requested for these poems.
ElleHawk
Elle
Elle
Poem Published
30th Jul 2024 3:30am
30th Jul 2024 3:30am
Graduation
Graduation was over,
I said what I needed to say.
High school was done forever.
I never had to go back.
I should’ve been happy,
Or maybe sad it was over.
Instead, still in cap and gown,
I sat on my bed and sobbed.
The wave of relief was overwhelming,
I survived.
The flashbacks of how horrible it was…
It was finally over.
But nothing was made right.
The hell I left behind
Was no longer mine.
It was for the next class
And the class after that.
It will continue to torture,
Kill hopes...
I said what I needed to say.
High school was done forever.
I never had to go back.
I should’ve been happy,
Or maybe sad it was over.
Instead, still in cap and gown,
I sat on my bed and sobbed.
The wave of relief was overwhelming,
I survived.
The flashbacks of how horrible it was…
It was finally over.
But nothing was made right.
The hell I left behind
Was no longer mine.
It was for the next class
And the class after that.
It will continue to torture,
Kill hopes...
#abuse
#anger
#frustration
#sadness
#school
108 reads
1 Comment
Nixprty
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 1:57pm
28th Jul 2024 1:57pm
Two Truths at Once
Men feel pain too.’
What odd timing.
We’re all victims to this patriarchal society where we are expected to ignore the blood dripping down our cheeks and they are expected to lick it from our skin.
We’re all broken down and smashed into overflowing molds made by people who don’t even know our names.
Because Eve was made from Adam’s rib,
Eve will forever be forced to nurse the hole in his side.
Filling the growing cavern with her flesh,
While also nursing his children.
...
What odd timing.
We’re all victims to this patriarchal society where we are expected to ignore the blood dripping down our cheeks and they are expected to lick it from our skin.
We’re all broken down and smashed into overflowing molds made by people who don’t even know our names.
Because Eve was made from Adam’s rib,
Eve will forever be forced to nurse the hole in his side.
Filling the growing cavern with her flesh,
While also nursing his children.
...
#anger
#feminism
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Tenderloin
Poem Published
26th Jul 2024 8:50pm
26th Jul 2024 8:50pm
The Week In Hell
I let it fall apart
and I probably cannot repair
my errors in judgement
Yes, that was plural
this low state makes you see things,
invent things
based on jealously and misunderstanding
And then the suspension from work,
I let them finally win
pushing my buttons
to a point
that my reaction
led to an unintended dismissal
All in one week
I seem to set this life ablaze
sabotaging kindness
in my weakness
In my vulnerable state
I allowed the negativity to enter me
and now I am...
and I probably cannot repair
my errors in judgement
Yes, that was plural
this low state makes you see things,
invent things
based on jealously and misunderstanding
And then the suspension from work,
I let them finally win
pushing my buttons
to a point
that my reaction
led to an unintended dismissal
All in one week
I seem to set this life ablaze
sabotaging kindness
in my weakness
In my vulnerable state
I allowed the negativity to enter me
and now I am...
#ImSorry
#regret
255 reads
1 Comment
moony_
Poem Published
26th Jul 2024 5:35am
26th Jul 2024 5:35am
Not Going To Throw Things
I am angry
And I don’t want to be like him
So
I’m just going stuff it
In the overflowing space in my shoulders
And I don’t want to be like him
So
I’m just going stuff it
In the overflowing space in my shoulders
#anger
196 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
26th Jul 2024 00:21am
26th Jul 2024 00:21am
Another Day
Grinding my teeth until they break
I taste blood in my mouth and imagine
it’s theirs, little reels of super eight
hate spliced into a continuous loop
My head splitting from overloaded
images of clenched fists and stupid
grins from condescending little men
queefing whispers from their manginas
Fuck it, there’s street tacos in my
immediate future and tomorrow is
another day
I taste blood in my mouth and imagine
it’s theirs, little reels of super eight
hate spliced into a continuous loop
My head splitting from overloaded
images of clenched fists and stupid
grins from condescending little men
queefing whispers from their manginas
Fuck it, there’s street tacos in my
immediate future and tomorrow is
another day
#anger
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10 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jul 2024 3:17am
24th Jul 2024 3:17am
you throw down the gauntlet
You throw down the gauntlet
and I meet you with silence
as I drench myself in
the bitter coldness
of self protection
I drown you out
scramble to armour myself
start looking for an exit
I don't know if I want to punish you
or if I want to punish myself
I want
perhaps more than anything
to go back to before this fight
before this week
this month
this year
this whole fucking decade
and unmake you from my heart
Because I'm...
and I meet you with silence
as I drench myself in
the bitter coldness
of self protection
I drown you out
scramble to armour myself
start looking for an exit
I don't know if I want to punish you
or if I want to punish myself
I want
perhaps more than anything
to go back to before this fight
before this week
this month
this year
this whole fucking decade
and unmake you from my heart
Because I'm...
#anger
#hurt
#relationships
228 reads
5 Comments
sublime_rhymes
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2024 11:32am
22nd Jul 2024 11:32am
v
represent, the repent
of the 0,09%
the insight-less
spitefull
from the death sesh
turned thought-full
a corrupt fest
gone nation
radicalisation in inflation
as justice went sence-less
they teased all the remenents
a radical in fall
is known to land on the node
so be mind-full of your thoughts when everything explodes
the adult hold no enemy adult
claim the children is at fault
wheres the halt
every discussion of invasion in this nation is a sceenery
they actions leads to anarchy
to discuss your own...
of the 0,09%
the insight-less
spitefull
from the death sesh
turned thought-full
a corrupt fest
gone nation
radicalisation in inflation
as justice went sence-less
they teased all the remenents
a radical in fall
is known to land on the node
so be mind-full of your thoughts when everything explodes
the adult hold no enemy adult
claim the children is at fault
wheres the halt
every discussion of invasion in this nation is a sceenery
they actions leads to anarchy
to discuss your own...
#LifeStruggles
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Everavalon
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 2:03am
18th Jul 2024 2:03am
The devilry in your footsteps
I’m flummoxed by your ill-design
Your conscience; broken down like some old jalopy
weaving in and out of align
This uproar; this brouhaha you’ve manufactured
It’s wanton and interstellar
Driven by the shenanigans enveloping the devilry in your footsteps
You’re impulsively cruel
The wisp of fire on your breath
Singes my spirit
Your audacity pales to the scale of your britches
Fraying, are the coattails of matter and truth
i watch in awe as you gallivant through these falsehoods
Yet I cannot dissect this skullduggery to...
Your conscience; broken down like some old jalopy
weaving in and out of align
This uproar; this brouhaha you’ve manufactured
It’s wanton and interstellar
Driven by the shenanigans enveloping the devilry in your footsteps
You’re impulsively cruel
The wisp of fire on your breath
Singes my spirit
Your audacity pales to the scale of your britches
Fraying, are the coattails of matter and truth
i watch in awe as you gallivant through these falsehoods
Yet I cannot dissect this skullduggery to...
#dark
#lust
186 reads
4 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 3:42am
11th Jul 2024 3:42am
No Truth Allowed
You asked for honest opinion
I gave it to you, then
Infuriated, based on insecurity
You told me I was cruel
Requests of true advice, from
the heart, yet you made
Requests that made
me
a villain.
The rat bastard of truth.
I gave it to you, then
Infuriated, based on insecurity
You told me I was cruel
Requests of true advice, from
the heart, yet you made
Requests that made
me
a villain.
The rat bastard of truth.
#anger
#conflict
#denial
#frustration
#hypocrisy
227 reads
9 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 10:55am
9th Jul 2024 10:55am
the truth
The truth
What is the truth
should have been easy
to answer
but there are many truth
often depending on
a religious faith
There is a Christian truth
A Buddhist truth
An Islamic truth
Based on a system of beliefs
All the people who belong to
any of those groups
Think of what they believe
as the truth
The nearest we can come to
an unadulterated truth is
You Shall Not Kill!
This an axiom
that cannot be overcome
with a yes, but...
What is the truth
should have been easy
to answer
but there are many truth
often depending on
a religious faith
There is a Christian truth
A Buddhist truth
An Islamic truth
Based on a system of beliefs
All the people who belong to
any of those groups
Think of what they believe
as the truth
The nearest we can come to
an unadulterated truth is
You Shall Not Kill!
This an axiom
that cannot be overcome
with a yes, but...
#anger
#bittersweet
#boredom #emptiness
#boredom #emptiness
121 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
8th Jul 2024 8:11pm
8th Jul 2024 8:11pm
call me Joe
Call me Joe
I do not take pleasure in seeing the Joe Bidden
in the throes of senility, those who pushed him
into running, knew he was not sharp
he was always the company man
did their work
From what I know about this man
"Call Me Joe" was about a nasty man who
suffered low grades at school, but he had
the cunning of fools voting for those
who could make his life better
Tus he rise in power as a man to
be rusted
and we know what that entails
AI did trust him implicitly, owned them
many favors I...
I do not take pleasure in seeing the Joe Bidden
in the throes of senility, those who pushed him
into running, knew he was not sharp
he was always the company man
did their work
From what I know about this man
"Call Me Joe" was about a nasty man who
suffered low grades at school, but he had
the cunning of fools voting for those
who could make his life better
Tus he rise in power as a man to
be rusted
and we know what that entails
AI did trust him implicitly, owned them
many favors I...
#anger
#anxiety
#boredom #confusion
#boredom #confusion
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0 Comments
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