Least Read Anger Poems
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
25th Aug 2017 5:35pm
25th Aug 2017 5:35pm
A WILTING ROSE
I’ve never come to understand your rage
But, it seems to me you’re trapped in a cage
We all suffered the penalties under the same roof
We all bear our own scars that show the proof.
Some scars heal with the passing of time
But, yours remain in its original prime
Bitter and cold, you shut the world out
Every time you speak, you only shout
You built a wall and shut yourself in
Reasoning with you, no one can win.
I understand people build walls as a form of defense
But you are twenty-four hours in strict offense. ...
But, it seems to me you’re trapped in a cage
We all suffered the penalties under the same roof
We all bear our own scars that show the proof.
Some scars heal with the passing of time
But, yours remain in its original prime
Bitter and cold, you shut the world out
Every time you speak, you only shout
You built a wall and shut yourself in
Reasoning with you, no one can win.
I understand people build walls as a form of defense
But you are twenty-four hours in strict offense. ...
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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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2 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
26th Oct 2017 6:32pm
26th Oct 2017 6:32pm
Intro to Crazy
She saw injustice, double-standard rules, unfair favoritism, and was treated like an outcast, though she physically lived among them. Day by day, she looked for ways to spread her wings and fly away. The more she tried, the more they clipped her wings with negativism and implementing guilt and fear in pursuit of discouraging her wish to fly and create her own world.
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#bullying
#misunderstood
#SelfWorth
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
28th Jan 2018 3:37pm
28th Jan 2018 3:37pm
Daddy, Did You Know?
Daddy, did you know life is about choices
About finding and raising our own voices
About finding our OWN place in the world
No matter how curvy or straight or how it swirls?
Daddy, did you know that EVERYTHING is not about RIGHT or WRONG?
Did you know some things are matters of preference all along?
Did you know this when you threw your tantrum fits
Or did you learn all this bit by bit?
Daddy, did you know I swallowed your toxic drink
Believing your bitter truths without a blink
Bearing all the scars induced by your...
About finding and raising our own voices
About finding our OWN place in the world
No matter how curvy or straight or how it swirls?
Daddy, did you know that EVERYTHING is not about RIGHT or WRONG?
Did you know some things are matters of preference all along?
Did you know this when you threw your tantrum fits
Or did you learn all this bit by bit?
Daddy, did you know I swallowed your toxic drink
Believing your bitter truths without a blink
Bearing all the scars induced by your...
#father
#childhood
#abuse
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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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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
28th Aug 2017 9:30pm
28th Aug 2017 9:30pm
"FRENEMY"
Tell me more about this gift of yours
That enables you to love and hate
As easy as flipping off and on a switch.
Yesterday, you cared for me dearly
Today, you care not if I live or die
In the Book of the Forgotten you have written my name
From your friends’ list, I’ve been utterly unfriended and erased.
How is it that you loved me dearly just yesterday
Bragging to the world your loving sentiments for me
And today, as easy as flipping a switch, you prove your hate
Saying you don’t care...tossing me out...
That enables you to love and hate
As easy as flipping off and on a switch.
Yesterday, you cared for me dearly
Today, you care not if I live or die
In the Book of the Forgotten you have written my name
From your friends’ list, I’ve been utterly unfriended and erased.
How is it that you loved me dearly just yesterday
Bragging to the world your loving sentiments for me
And today, as easy as flipping a switch, you prove your hate
Saying you don’t care...tossing me out...
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
6th Sep 2017 7:36pm
6th Sep 2017 7:36pm
MOTHER'S SILENCE
Never understood your silence
As we all suffered domestic violence
But, perhaps you, too, were scared
And stepping up you didn’t dare.
I remember about everything you prayed
Promising us better days.
You were grace and he was law
Those better days I never saw.
Due to your silence, I wanted to grow up super-fast
So that I could leave you all in my horrid past
I ruined my life running through my years
Trying to find my own rescue for my fears.
For a good many years I had you as an enemy
It...
As we all suffered domestic violence
But, perhaps you, too, were scared
And stepping up you didn’t dare.
I remember about everything you prayed
Promising us better days.
You were grace and he was law
Those better days I never saw.
Due to your silence, I wanted to grow up super-fast
So that I could leave you all in my horrid past
I ruined my life running through my years
Trying to find my own rescue for my fears.
For a good many years I had you as an enemy
It...
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12 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
16th Jan 2018 10:16pm
16th Jan 2018 10:16pm
THE ROOT OF YOUR PROBLEM
No one deserves your attitude
So raise your aptitude!
Quit playing silly mind games
Hoping they latch to your flame!
Silent-treatment, eye-rolls, and slamming doors
Repugnant attitude and stomping hard on floors
Now you have the undivided attention you sought for
But, now, you shut down to the core
When asked for reasons for your tantrum-spree galore.
Did you not want attention…Did you not want to be heard?
Now, enunciate your problem using REAL words…
Take your five minutes of fame and get...
So raise your aptitude!
Quit playing silly mind games
Hoping they latch to your flame!
Silent-treatment, eye-rolls, and slamming doors
Repugnant attitude and stomping hard on floors
Now you have the undivided attention you sought for
But, now, you shut down to the core
When asked for reasons for your tantrum-spree galore.
Did you not want attention…Did you not want to be heard?
Now, enunciate your problem using REAL words…
Take your five minutes of fame and get...
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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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Arcanus
Poem Published
15th Jun 2020 5:57pm
15th Jun 2020 5:57pm
[mortage lender haiku]
Hopeful home buyer?
Would you like a nice mortgage?
Just go and get stuffed.
Would you like a nice mortgage?
Just go and get stuffed.
#money
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davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2020 00:28am
23rd Jun 2020 00:28am
I Have A Dream
Let freedom ring,” he’d say,
From perturbed rubies, that were his lips,
Bent below aborted, disturbing eyes.
The russet sunsets of Manhattan
And breaking cornfields of Louisiana,
Each bereaved of their Messiah, now gone.
He had a hope,
He had a prayer,
And he had a dream.
Resurrected in the tears and aspirations
Of those few, who weren’t piercing
The blood and water from out of his side.
His faith folded in eroding rocks, unflinching,
Furnishing the Atlantic with a shoulder,
To batter its...
From perturbed rubies, that were his lips,
Bent below aborted, disturbing eyes.
The russet sunsets of Manhattan
And breaking cornfields of Louisiana,
Each bereaved of their Messiah, now gone.
He had a hope,
He had a prayer,
And he had a dream.
Resurrected in the tears and aspirations
Of those few, who weren’t piercing
The blood and water from out of his side.
His faith folded in eroding rocks, unflinching,
Furnishing the Atlantic with a shoulder,
To batter its...
#strength
#hope
#courage
#admiration
#respect
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congress
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 10:52am
24th Jun 2020 10:52am
Life matters:
Drastic measures of sorrow and grief
Life of a black extracted in a sad disbelief
Global reverberation “I can’t breathe…”
Police are savages of a black men’s life
Does this mean it is the blacks’ end of time?
Black life matters… No, Every life matters!
I can’t imagine how the poor soul surrendered in despair
The only wish was just to breath without fighting back
The burial is over but the evil deed set a print in our heart’s cache
Are these the last days the Holy Book prophesized in the book of Thimothy?
Are these the days of...
Life of a black extracted in a sad disbelief
Global reverberation “I can’t breathe…”
Police are savages of a black men’s life
Does this mean it is the blacks’ end of time?
Black life matters… No, Every life matters!
I can’t imagine how the poor soul surrendered in despair
The only wish was just to breath without fighting back
The burial is over but the evil deed set a print in our heart’s cache
Are these the last days the Holy Book prophesized in the book of Thimothy?
Are these the days of...
#frustration
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear
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