Anger Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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On the road to hate.
The funny thing is he thinks
that he's won,
when in truth the war
has just begun.
The stress of these days is often
very hard to carry.
A thousand years ago my problems
would be dead and buried.
I’ve heard it said a knife-less man
is never good.
I’d stab him a hundred million
times if only I could.
Maybe he would mind his tongue
or hold his breath,
if he knew he’s staring at
the very face of death.
that he's won,
when in truth the war
has just begun.
The stress of these days is often
very hard to carry.
A thousand years ago my problems
would be dead and buried.
I’ve heard it said a knife-less man
is never good.
I’d stab him a hundred million
times if only I could.
Maybe he would mind his tongue
or hold his breath,
if he knew he’s staring at
the very face of death.
#anger
#murder
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I burned that f**ker down
I finally did it.
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
#anger
#relationships
#secrets
#abuse
#fire
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Mr Assculinity
Who do you think i am?
another easy target?
a narcissist magnet
a bullshit attractor a
disrespect collector
a poetic mess?
guess again
Mister Asshole
a bastard admirer?
with a fucktard fetish
& a jackass obsession
a dickhead ass kisser
a moron worshiper?
Well, never mind
i'm not gonna spill
much words on you
pervs jerks & dirtbags
& i Certainly won’t fix
your low self-esteem
i might be a reasonable
obedient...
another easy target?
a narcissist magnet
a bullshit attractor a
disrespect collector
a poetic mess?
guess again
Mister Asshole
a bastard admirer?
with a fucktard fetish
& a jackass obsession
a dickhead ass kisser
a moron worshiper?
Well, never mind
i'm not gonna spill
much words on you
pervs jerks & dirtbags
& i Certainly won’t fix
your low self-esteem
i might be a reasonable
obedient...
#power
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the Feather
Softened and surrounded
bedsheets like a welcome
sorrow that brings me
to sleep
Slumber now, be gentle
nightmares flow
like currents
I'll drown if you
follow their lead
wake me in the blood light,
a moment when the Moon sighs
and watch the tremble
as Her daughter speaks
I'll lay to waste her temple,
words to soak in toluene
burning down the curtains
drawn to keep the monster
from my dreams
Im sorry, I can't hold it-
The wrath that's like a feather
torn from...
bedsheets like a welcome
sorrow that brings me
to sleep
Slumber now, be gentle
nightmares flow
like currents
I'll drown if you
follow their lead
wake me in the blood light,
a moment when the Moon sighs
and watch the tremble
as Her daughter speaks
I'll lay to waste her temple,
words to soak in toluene
burning down the curtains
drawn to keep the monster
from my dreams
Im sorry, I can't hold it-
The wrath that's like a feather
torn from...
#anger
#childhood
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#nightmares
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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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