Anger Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:20pm
Yesterday 3:20pm
The Sun
The word would be pretentious.
Does anyone even know who you are?
There's no way this reader knows what I'm talking about.
A magazine, oh wow.
Haven't read one of those since...
Does anyone even know who you are?
There's no way this reader knows what I'm talking about.
A magazine, oh wow.
Haven't read one of those since...
#anger
#rejection
#LifeAsAWriter #reading
#LifeAsAWriter #reading
12 reads
3 Comments
RByron418
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:08am
Yesterday 3:08am
exile
a steep clean.
fluid fire.
abundant skin.
language of
screaming storms.
blooming night.
a doubting sun.
grey minds.
mad death.
self obscured.
late virtues.
wrong roads.
diamond sharp.
rip today.
bleed a tomorrow.
a perfect fall.
quiet memory.
dark whispers.
the crawling clock.
slow wax.
nervous eyes.
spirit dry.
push of time.
forward. downward.
half dreaming.
ache of thoughts.
angry shadows.
lust of light.
bare. raw.
wrong needs.
small kills. ...
fluid fire.
abundant skin.
language of
screaming storms.
blooming night.
a doubting sun.
grey minds.
mad death.
self obscured.
late virtues.
wrong roads.
diamond sharp.
rip today.
bleed a tomorrow.
a perfect fall.
quiet memory.
dark whispers.
the crawling clock.
slow wax.
nervous eyes.
spirit dry.
push of time.
forward. downward.
half dreaming.
ache of thoughts.
angry shadows.
lust of light.
bare. raw.
wrong needs.
small kills. ...
#LifeStruggles
#apathy
#boredom
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0 Comments
paperstains
Poem Published
4th Mar 2021 9:00pm
4th Mar 2021 9:00pm
Giving Up Goes Both Ways
Copper and bile
flavor my rage
rise again in my mouth
and I restrain the urge
to hurl it all at you
because it would only be air
whistling past
your narcissistic ears
Stale sweat scents the air
tells tales of broken promises
another never again
turned to just one more time
that can't be
won't ever be
just one
Hope dries up
crumbles like autumn leaves
in your hands
scatters to the wind
But you don't need us
family is tedious
and expects too much
flavor my rage
rise again in my mouth
and I restrain the urge
to hurl it all at you
because it would only be air
whistling past
your narcissistic ears
Stale sweat scents the air
tells tales of broken promises
another never again
turned to just one more time
that can't be
won't ever be
just one
Hope dries up
crumbles like autumn leaves
in your hands
scatters to the wind
But you don't need us
family is tedious
and expects too much
#anger
#betrayal
#addiction
28 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2021 11:13pm
2nd Mar 2021 11:13pm
HOW WE GOT HERE
We each have asked ourselves this very question, more than one time in this cycle known as life along the travels of our lives ??? When it concerns the true matters of the heart and mind and soul ? But yet who truly are we to judge ourselves, for listening to the music of the heart and not paying the true attention. To the whispers of the silent dark voices behind the scenes of shadows, bringing red flags removing the blinders from our eyes. For in the beginning everything was sweet and beautiful, as we were so deeply in love fill with love and laughter and joy. Yet sometimes that which we...
#grief
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional
#hurt
22 reads
4 Comments
Reborn-Asylum
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2021 9:53pm
2nd Mar 2021 9:53pm
Okra
I hate you
Fucking despise you
Keep your taste out of my mouth
I’ll bite my tongue
Hints of copper
Cut your head off
Cyndi Lopper
Has it sunk in yet
Go ahead place your bet
I’ll still fucking hate you
Fucking despise you
Keep your taste out of my mouth
I’ll bite my tongue
Hints of copper
Cut your head off
Cyndi Lopper
Has it sunk in yet
Go ahead place your bet
I’ll still fucking hate you
#anger
#hate
23 reads
6 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
26th Feb 2021 1:46am
26th Feb 2021 1:46am
Innocence
You were the first ever man to break my heart, to steal what little innocence I had.
I wish that I could say that it was the first time you hurt me Apá, but it would be a lie.
You hurled your words at me like sharp shards of glass, each one small enough to hurt.
I wanted to believe in the best of you, that the anger consuming you was just a set back.
I remember the first time you showed your true colors, in the middle of my school.
I will never forget the shocked faces, the girls who called us both crazy.
I wanted to believe that you weren't all bad, that...
I wish that I could say that it was the first time you hurt me Apá, but it would be a lie.
You hurled your words at me like sharp shards of glass, each one small enough to hurt.
I wanted to believe in the best of you, that the anger consuming you was just a set back.
I remember the first time you showed your true colors, in the middle of my school.
I will never forget the shocked faces, the girls who called us both crazy.
I wanted to believe that you weren't all bad, that...
#anger
20 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
25th Feb 2021 6:52pm
25th Feb 2021 6:52pm
Brabble
Every time I come in here and hear this brabble
I ignore the horde of hard ignorant psychobabble
It’s a slippery slope when I hope to walk on gravel
Because then the idiocy slowly comes to unravel
It's rabble-rabble, but these turkeys like to gabble
Trying to get the last word in as if playing scrabble
Spittin’ nonsense like they’re ready to go to battle
But they fail to grasp that they too are the cattle
They continue to dabble in all this endless haggle
To get their point across but it sounds like gaggle
Sittin’ there all high...
I ignore the horde of hard ignorant psychobabble
It’s a slippery slope when I hope to walk on gravel
Because then the idiocy slowly comes to unravel
It's rabble-rabble, but these turkeys like to gabble
Trying to get the last word in as if playing scrabble
Spittin’ nonsense like they’re ready to go to battle
But they fail to grasp that they too are the cattle
They continue to dabble in all this endless haggle
To get their point across but it sounds like gaggle
Sittin’ there all high...
#anger
#conflict
#politics
44 reads
4 Comments
ANATNOM_GNIREFFUS
Poem Published
24th Feb 2021 11:18pm
24th Feb 2021 11:18pm
Petroleum
There is a sinister fog that hangs over us-
-on the days the wind blows northerly.
A miasma of horrific mass and volume-
-drifts through our town like a phantom.
From over the tracks, there are stacks-
-that curdle the air like warm milk.
We breathe in the toxins and we wonder,
why is our town so chronically ill?
There is a pestilence that's cursed us-
-from a jungle of steel pipe-
-and riveted witches' cauldrons.
-on the days the wind blows northerly.
A miasma of horrific mass and volume-
-drifts through our town like a phantom.
From over the tracks, there are stacks-
-that curdle the air like warm milk.
We breathe in the toxins and we wonder,
why is our town so chronically ill?
There is a pestilence that's cursed us-
-from a jungle of steel pipe-
-and riveted witches' cauldrons.
#environment
#pollution
#illness
23 reads
6 Comments
DAGODDESS
Poem Published
24th Feb 2021 2:08am
24th Feb 2021 2:08am
FAKE FRI(ENDS)
I TIED KNOTS THEN
LOOSENED THE ENDS
TIED THEM AGAIN
NEVER DID I EXPECT
FOR MY KINDNESS
TO BE WEAKNESS
TO THEM
BUT STILL I
LET MY
HEART
BE OPEN
AND BEND
THEY ACT LIKE
THEY STILL DON'T
UNDERSTAND
LOOSENED THE ENDS
TIED THEM AGAIN
NEVER DID I EXPECT
FOR MY KINDNESS
TO BE WEAKNESS
TO THEM
BUT STILL I
LET MY
HEART
BE OPEN
AND BEND
THEY ACT LIKE
THEY STILL DON'T
UNDERSTAND
#betrayal
#manipulation
29 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2021 5:37am
23rd Feb 2021 5:37am
One Half Million.........quite a score, Eh, D.j?
t empo t empestuous
storm after
stor m
battering
battering
storm of lies
(god, how does he live wit him'self?
........how do all
those fucking pat'riots (see: "patr'idiots")
who attacked The Temple Amerikana
live with them-selfs?)
Half-a-million innocent dead Americans DEAD because of time spent
g a z i n...
storm after
stor m
battering
battering
storm of lies
(god, how does he live wit him'self?
........how do all
those fucking pat'riots (see: "patr'idiots")
who attacked The Temple Amerikana
live with them-selfs?)
Half-a-million innocent dead Americans DEAD because of time spent
g a z i n...
#anger
#depression
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
29 reads
2 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 9:44am
21st Feb 2021 9:44am
The Waking Of The Lions
I’ve heard it said
that English men are lions
what pride I see
is hidden beneath the mask
One pleaded “please
won’t you wake from slumber”
but sleeping loins like dogs
are said be best left
well alone
And as you doze
on yesterday’s misgivings
the rats and snakes
nibble at your paws
Although now sweet dreams,
become real nightmares
if you don’t rise
and let them hear your raw
Is there fire in that belly
or have your bowels turned to jelly ...
that English men are lions
what pride I see
is hidden beneath the mask
One pleaded “please
won’t you wake from slumber”
but sleeping loins like dogs
are said be best left
well alone
And as you doze
on yesterday’s misgivings
the rats and snakes
nibble at your paws
Although now sweet dreams,
become real nightmares
if you don’t rise
and let them hear your raw
Is there fire in that belly
or have your bowels turned to jelly ...
#freedom
33 reads
2 Comments
UnleashedHeathen
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 8:22am
21st Feb 2021 8:22am
Anxiety
Yell louder
I can’t hear you
I’m too busy screaming.
I can’t hear you
I’m too busy screaming.
#anxiety
33 reads
5 Comments
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