Least Read Anger Poems
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2020 00:48am
22nd Feb 2020 00:48am
"Necessary" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 17/5/2013
So I Was Told The Other Day ...
That ... CERTAIN Things I Had To Say ...
REALLY Were NOT ... " NECESSARY " ... !!!!!
Did I Say Something SCARY Is Now ALL I Can Think ... !?!
But TRUTH Be Told ... The Answer's NO ... !!!
Because Here's The Thing ... !!!
I Merely EXPLAINED With ... MUCH RESTRAINT ... !!!
That Promises Made Had NOT Been Kept ... !!!
So My Wordplay ... Is Because I'm VEX ... !!!
If They'd Come CORRECT ...
There'd Be NO STRESS ...
What Do People Expect ... ?!?
That You Will Stay Cool Be...
That ... CERTAIN Things I Had To Say ...
REALLY Were NOT ... " NECESSARY " ... !!!!!
Did I Say Something SCARY Is Now ALL I Can Think ... !?!
But TRUTH Be Told ... The Answer's NO ... !!!
Because Here's The Thing ... !!!
I Merely EXPLAINED With ... MUCH RESTRAINT ... !!!
That Promises Made Had NOT Been Kept ... !!!
So My Wordplay ... Is Because I'm VEX ... !!!
If They'd Come CORRECT ...
There'd Be NO STRESS ...
What Do People Expect ... ?!?
That You Will Stay Cool Be...
#relationships
#conflict
#shame
#disappointment
#denial
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1 Comment
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
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...
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2 Comments
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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4 Comments
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...
22 reads
7 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 10:31pm
17th Feb 2020 10:31pm
Ripped leather flowers
Each year the pavement is buried,
pillion passengers carry crushed flowers
tucked inside black leather jackets,
faded faces drinking beer, veiled
under sprigs of gypsofilia.
Diminished tributes fall flat
on just another wasted road-rash.
Once vibrant petals lose their colour
and that string tied photograph fades
like the sepia memories
they try to crayon in each year.
Swapping stories like trading cards,
old bikers stuck in slip-road ruts.
You wont find me leaning on that tree
throwing posies at your feet ...
pillion passengers carry crushed flowers
tucked inside black leather jackets,
faded faces drinking beer, veiled
under sprigs of gypsofilia.
Diminished tributes fall flat
on just another wasted road-rash.
Once vibrant petals lose their colour
and that string tied photograph fades
like the sepia memories
they try to crayon in each year.
Swapping stories like trading cards,
old bikers stuck in slip-road ruts.
You wont find me leaning on that tree
throwing posies at your feet ...
#sadness
#death
25 reads
3 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 5:22pm
3rd Feb 2020 5:22pm
The Homestead
Fortify your fortress.
Dig a trenchline.
Mortify your forces.
Protect your family line.
Notify the forces.
The liberty is dry.
Mortify your forces.
Dig a hole to fight and die.
Dig a trenchline.
Mortify your forces.
Protect your family line.
Notify the forces.
The liberty is dry.
Mortify your forces.
Dig a hole to fight and die.
#family
#war
31 reads
0 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 9:21am
8th Feb 2020 9:21am
Victims
I'm afraid to hurt you 'cause you're so weak.
Angel fallen down from society.
Call yourself a victim when your mouth reads, "Bored to death, your kisses left me."
Angel fallen down from society.
Call yourself a victim when your mouth reads, "Bored to death, your kisses left me."
#anger
#heartbroken
#breakup #hypocrisy
#breakup #hypocrisy
31 reads
1 Comment
The_Silly_Sibyl
Poem Published
20th Feb 2020 11:40pm
20th Feb 2020 11:40pm
The Sissy
The simple wickedness you take
in comments meant as jokes, I’m sure,
is like the mutt’s teeth teasing forth
the marrow from its bone,
leaving it brittle, and hollow, alone.
If you were svelte and handsome or
at least not larded up,
a fat and sarcastic bastard
with acid butter in your heart,
you’d make a sweet icon.
An inspiration to the queer.
But you, you take those comments and,
processing them, come out not
as Disco Boy. Receiving all
your mother’s jibes about
gay guys in bogs, your...
in comments meant as jokes, I’m sure,
is like the mutt’s teeth teasing forth
the marrow from its bone,
leaving it brittle, and hollow, alone.
If you were svelte and handsome or
at least not larded up,
a fat and sarcastic bastard
with acid butter in your heart,
you’d make a sweet icon.
An inspiration to the queer.
But you, you take those comments and,
processing them, come out not
as Disco Boy. Receiving all
your mother’s jibes about
gay guys in bogs, your...
#LGBT
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3 Comments
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
13th Feb 2020 2:43pm
13th Feb 2020 2:43pm
Jaded Hatred
Your jaded hatred has you spitting obscenities from your lips in front
of the children.
Your abomination towards your cousin stuffs your lungs and blood with
boiling poison compelling you to infect others.
You seek to pass judgement against your brother only on his color
while you think you will never stand trial for murder.
Society has been impregnated with jaded hatred and she is almost
ready to give birth to the accursed spawn of his overzealous seed.
See the germ of jaded hatred on a multicultural scale- witness the many
levels of hell. ...
of the children.
Your abomination towards your cousin stuffs your lungs and blood with
boiling poison compelling you to infect others.
You seek to pass judgement against your brother only on his color
while you think you will never stand trial for murder.
Society has been impregnated with jaded hatred and she is almost
ready to give birth to the accursed spawn of his overzealous seed.
See the germ of jaded hatred on a multicultural scale- witness the many
levels of hell. ...
#hate
#hope
#politics
#racism
#PopCulture
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