Least Read Anger Poems
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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FeNyX
Poem Published
1st Feb 2021 3:56am
1st Feb 2021 3:56am
If I showed You the Path To Heaven, Would You Burn Me In The Fires Of Your Pain?
#love
13 reads
5 Comments
drone
Poem Published
5th Dec 2023 12:07pm
5th Dec 2023 12:07pm
You Can. Run
One can Run
From one's fears
From one's assisted
Psychological
Problems
All those
Pretty coloured liquids
Powders and Pills
But the problem
WE all face
We cannot Hide
From our mind
Where our Fears
Reside
And when all those
Pretty coloured liquids
Powders and Pills
Run out
And they will
One's fears come back
LIKE a freight train
Stronger than before
The only way
To derail the fuckers
Is to Use Your Mind
From one's fears
From one's assisted
Psychological
Problems
All those
Pretty coloured liquids
Powders and Pills
But the problem
WE all face
We cannot Hide
From our mind
Where our Fears
Reside
And when all those
Pretty coloured liquids
Powders and Pills
Run out
And they will
One's fears come back
LIKE a freight train
Stronger than before
The only way
To derail the fuckers
Is to Use Your Mind
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
14 reads
0 Comments
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. ...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#boredom
16 reads
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...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#bullying
#misunderstood
#SelfWorth
20 reads
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
20 reads
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...
21 reads
4 Comments
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...
24 reads
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...
28 reads
7 Comments
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 6:19am
2nd Dec 2023 6:19am
Hello Arianne.
Hello Arianne,
My name is Molly. I don't know what to say.--------
I was going to call. But I don't really like the sound of my voice. Plus I like the English language.
Ummmm. Ok.
I live with my parents. My mum's name is Abbey. And my dad's name is Zoe(Don't ask!)
I hate going to school. Everybody hates me.
I was on my way home when the girl in class 5-6. Her name embedded in my mind. Well Stacey jumped on my back. Both of us stumbling to the ground. Somehow,she made her way to my feet,and yanked my trainers off. My gran bought that for me. So...
My name is Molly. I don't know what to say.--------
I was going to call. But I don't really like the sound of my voice. Plus I like the English language.
Ummmm. Ok.
I live with my parents. My mum's name is Abbey. And my dad's name is Zoe(Don't ask!)
I hate going to school. Everybody hates me.
I was on my way home when the girl in class 5-6. Her name embedded in my mind. Well Stacey jumped on my back. Both of us stumbling to the ground. Somehow,she made her way to my feet,and yanked my trainers off. My gran bought that for me. So...
#anger
#hate
#shame
#confusion
#despair
28 reads
0 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 2:14am
2nd Dec 2023 2:14am
f**k You And YOUR AI Shit
What's up with these people and the AI shit?
I've been writing way before this AI shit.
I am a talent more like this AI shit,
And I'm getting too close to this AI shit.
Is it racism and not about this AI shit?
Stop forcing me to be like this AI shit.
And you will still keep reading AI-like shit.
I'm a writer just like that AI shit.
This is not a poem but a poem about your, AI shit.
The moderator bans it because I'm writing some nice, shit.
Go ahead, do it again with your AI shit.
And see what happens in the journey of this AI...
I've been writing way before this AI shit.
I am a talent more like this AI shit,
And I'm getting too close to this AI shit.
Is it racism and not about this AI shit?
Stop forcing me to be like this AI shit.
And you will still keep reading AI-like shit.
I'm a writer just like that AI shit.
This is not a poem but a poem about your, AI shit.
The moderator bans it because I'm writing some nice, shit.
Go ahead, do it again with your AI shit.
And see what happens in the journey of this AI...
#anger
#frustration
#disappointment
33 reads
drone
Poem Published
4th Dec 2023 2:21pm
4th Dec 2023 2:21pm
Separating
Because
One's body
Is slowly
Breaking down
Doesn't mean
You have to do
The same
One's body
Is slowly
Breaking down
Doesn't mean
You have to do
The same
#honesty
34 reads
0 Comments
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