Anger Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
No reason or rhyme, but capitalizing on it is a f**king crime
onto the breach once more
when bad news coming knocking on the door, the promises of tomorrow always look good on paper
until someone gets cancer
poor as fuck
got no money
sorry but not really
here’s morphine to keep you comfortable while the clock winds down
there’s nothing to do but silently say your farewells and watch as someone love become unrecognizable shell of their former selves, until eventually hospice comes around and (covertly) teaches you how to commit an act of mercy
and before you know it
an entire existence is being condensed...
when bad news coming knocking on the door, the promises of tomorrow always look good on paper
until someone gets cancer
poor as fuck
got no money
sorry but not really
here’s morphine to keep you comfortable while the clock winds down
there’s nothing to do but silently say your farewells and watch as someone love become unrecognizable shell of their former selves, until eventually hospice comes around and (covertly) teaches you how to commit an act of mercy
and before you know it
an entire existence is being condensed...
#sadness
#grief
#suffering #hurt
#suffering #hurt
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DAMN IT!! LISTEN TO ME!!
DAMN IT!! LISTEN TO ME!!
Take just a moment, talk darkly to my soul. Its there you will find my selfish desires & greed. Fill my hollows 'til my cup runneth over.
I want your passions and cum calculating & piercing my conscience. Wake me up, DAMN IT! LISTEN TO ME!! Mark your territory.
Dive deeply to provoke my frenzied cataclysmic lust. There within lies all the fantasies I crave. I give you the key, unlock the door see what you can find.
I am down on my knees before your pinnacle truth, where no secrets or lies are kept. I am pleading with your...
Take just a moment, talk darkly to my soul. Its there you will find my selfish desires & greed. Fill my hollows 'til my cup runneth over.
I want your passions and cum calculating & piercing my conscience. Wake me up, DAMN IT! LISTEN TO ME!! Mark your territory.
Dive deeply to provoke my frenzied cataclysmic lust. There within lies all the fantasies I crave. I give you the key, unlock the door see what you can find.
I am down on my knees before your pinnacle truth, where no secrets or lies are kept. I am pleading with your...
#relationships
#ForbiddenLove
#obsession
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Voice of Righteous Fury
It must have been the fire in the sky,
There was murder in her eyes.
Sky blue and ocean green,
Her lips the saving grace
Speaking what remains unseen.
Courage to speak the brazen truth,
Words of protection for the youth
Voice of song and righteous rage
Haloed in silver sheen
Bleeding candor on the page
There was murder in her eyes.
Sky blue and ocean green,
Her lips the saving grace
Speaking what remains unseen.
Courage to speak the brazen truth,
Words of protection for the youth
Voice of song and righteous rage
Haloed in silver sheen
Bleeding candor on the page
#anger
#strength
#rebellion
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