Anger Poems by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about angst, activism and hate
Poems published by members most recently online.
David_Macleod
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 9:27pm
15th Sep 2019 9:27pm
Standing Together
All people are able to stand up
The sovereign individual has that power
Most prefer not to, they'd rather sit
If difficult they want to sit this one out
It could be that they are scared, nervous
Low is self-esteem, depressed, infirm,
Paranoid, timid, anxious, dullness, stupid,
You may be practising, inertia, inactivity,
Sloth, languour, inertness, weakness,
Incoherence, moral looseness, laxity
You could be drunk, high, passed out,
Inebriated, angry, raging but unwilling
To release the beast that's within us all
Lack of courage ...
The sovereign individual has that power
Most prefer not to, they'd rather sit
If difficult they want to sit this one out
It could be that they are scared, nervous
Low is self-esteem, depressed, infirm,
Paranoid, timid, anxious, dullness, stupid,
You may be practising, inertia, inactivity,
Sloth, languour, inertness, weakness,
Incoherence, moral looseness, laxity
You could be drunk, high, passed out,
Inebriated, angry, raging but unwilling
To release the beast that's within us all
Lack of courage ...
#anger
#CallToAction
#frustration
66 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
27th Jul 2019 7:25pm
27th Jul 2019 7:25pm
Warned
anger boils to the surface
what is usually turned inwards
is about to explode in the faces of my tormentors
passive lady medicates to stay happy
told to sleep elsewhere if t.v. programing disturbs her slumber
wait a minute I paid for that t.v. motherfucker
I won't sit and yell back at people
to me yelling my discontent is pointless
I've been a target too long
I'm about to walk off this job for losers
I love you but you don't love me
you love what I provide not the person inside of me
the other wolves...
what is usually turned inwards
is about to explode in the faces of my tormentors
passive lady medicates to stay happy
told to sleep elsewhere if t.v. programing disturbs her slumber
wait a minute I paid for that t.v. motherfucker
I won't sit and yell back at people
to me yelling my discontent is pointless
I've been a target too long
I'm about to walk off this job for losers
I love you but you don't love me
you love what I provide not the person inside of me
the other wolves...
#anger
161 reads
15 Comments
Caithasno_backbone
Poem Published
5th Aug 2019 3:27am
5th Aug 2019 3:27am
The Red
These days I tend to see red
The gnawing feeling of being left on read
I still feel your last words pounding against the inside of my head
Carving their way into my brain
I should let you go but I can’t do that on my own
You can’t just pretend that you don’t know me anymore
9 years and 2 months clogging up the drain, the memories I refuse to erase
I took my time and gave you your space
But I’d rather you scream in my face
My bones ache under the heavy weight of your distaste
I can’t just sit around and wait
I’d rather just have you...
The gnawing feeling of being left on read
I still feel your last words pounding against the inside of my head
Carving their way into my brain
I should let you go but I can’t do that on my own
You can’t just pretend that you don’t know me anymore
9 years and 2 months clogging up the drain, the memories I refuse to erase
I took my time and gave you your space
But I’d rather you scream in my face
My bones ache under the heavy weight of your distaste
I can’t just sit around and wait
I’d rather just have you...
#anger
#BestFriend
#frustration
62 reads
2 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2019 6:38pm
22nd Aug 2019 6:38pm
Staying Aloof
In the event of my demise when I've seen my last Sun
Will you shout & tell the world that I was a real one
Or be shooting gun rounds tarnishing my character
What'll your stance be when I meet an undertaker
Will you be faker than a crisp three dollar bill
Pretending that you loved me as your tears spill
When the real is that you wished for my demise
You wrote it in black & white so no need to lie
Some wear disguises like they're an innocent victim
Telling their side full of lies if you'll entertain them
I just ignore...
Will you shout & tell the world that I was a real one
Or be shooting gun rounds tarnishing my character
What'll your stance be when I meet an undertaker
Will you be faker than a crisp three dollar bill
Pretending that you loved me as your tears spill
When the real is that you wished for my demise
You wrote it in black & white so no need to lie
Some wear disguises like they're an innocent victim
Telling their side full of lies if you'll entertain them
I just ignore...
#strength
#death
39 reads
0 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 3:55pm
2nd Jun 2019 3:55pm
Life of Pain
pain that stains
splatter painted bleakness
every breath a lifetime
screeching cacophony
beaded blood brow
supine imprisonment
explosive axon inferno
shattered mind shrapnel
sucking inhalation
cycle renewed
60 seconds gone
deteriorated fortitude
torture perverted existance
island in sea of despair
can anyone hear me
because I no longer care
splatter painted bleakness
every breath a lifetime
screeching cacophony
beaded blood brow
supine imprisonment
explosive axon inferno
shattered mind shrapnel
sucking inhalation
cycle renewed
60 seconds gone
deteriorated fortitude
torture perverted existance
island in sea of despair
can anyone hear me
because I no longer care
#illness
#MentalHealth
#despair #suffering
#despair #suffering
120 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2018 00:57am
22nd Dec 2018 00:57am
Stalkers
Some of you guys are ruining this site
Stalking these females both day and night
if her avatar is a tit then you want to suck it
If she shows her dam body then you want to fuck it
Your minds are fucked and real men believe this
These women shouldn't be subjected to your pursuits and persists
Have some respect for yourself, if you have any left
Just because she writes erotica doesn't mean she needs someone nearing death
Or a weak motherfucker hiding behind a screen
Acting like your silly ass don't know what no means
Writing erotica...
Stalking these females both day and night
if her avatar is a tit then you want to suck it
If she shows her dam body then you want to fuck it
Your minds are fucked and real men believe this
These women shouldn't be subjected to your pursuits and persists
Have some respect for yourself, if you have any left
Just because she writes erotica doesn't mean she needs someone nearing death
Or a weak motherfucker hiding behind a screen
Acting like your silly ass don't know what no means
Writing erotica...
#anger
336 reads
52 Comments
LostGirl18
Poem Published
26th Aug 2019 1:12am
26th Aug 2019 1:12am
Who's fault?
I'm wondering why
you NEVER call
AFTER
you
BEND me over the conference table
hammering out a wicked thrill
deep and sharp
PAINFUL
like an electric drill
not once
do you give ANY sign of hesitation
so I spread my legs
in DESPERATE resignation
the very next evening
towards a couples PRIVATE destination
you flew
with your ex
on a TWO WEEK vacation
I came to
during that PERIOD
a hefty realization
REVENGE being the soul proprietor
of my sudden motivation
...
you NEVER call
AFTER
you
BEND me over the conference table
hammering out a wicked thrill
deep and sharp
PAINFUL
like an electric drill
not once
do you give ANY sign of hesitation
so I spread my legs
in DESPERATE resignation
the very next evening
towards a couples PRIVATE destination
you flew
with your ex
on a TWO WEEK vacation
I came to
during that PERIOD
a hefty realization
REVENGE being the soul proprietor
of my sudden motivation
...
#anger
#revenge
167 reads
25 Comments
Northern1
Poem Published
15th Sep 2018 5:43am
15th Sep 2018 5:43am
Obsessor
To you violent obsessor
i don't want your spunk
You are not my possessor
You are just a twisted punk
To you oh great doll buster
i am not your earthly prize
If that is all you can muster
Buy a new one in your size
i don't want your sick love
i don't thirst for laced drinks
i don't care what you shove
Or how low your brain sinks
Let me be or face my wrath
Had just about enough of you
You chose it so walk your path
Your filthy bed lay in that too
i don't want your spunk
You are not my possessor
You are just a twisted punk
To you oh great doll buster
i am not your earthly prize
If that is all you can muster
Buy a new one in your size
i don't want your sick love
i don't thirst for laced drinks
i don't care what you shove
Or how low your brain sinks
Let me be or face my wrath
Had just about enough of you
You chose it so walk your path
Your filthy bed lay in that too
#rejection
#denial
132 reads
4 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
13th Jun 2019 3:48pm
13th Jun 2019 3:48pm
“It Could Always Be Worse”
is the most ridiculous response
to a person’s grief.
It is akin to a backhanded
compliment— uncouth.
You minimize the pain
for your
own comfort.
Another’s reality does not negate
my sadness. My feelings
are my own; they tinge
their own scars.
I will not wallow in the
panic that I work to
keep at bay.
Likewise, I will not compare
my ordeal to someone else’s.
Find a better fucking response.
to a person’s grief.
It is akin to a backhanded
compliment— uncouth.
You minimize the pain
for your
own comfort.
Another’s reality does not negate
my sadness. My feelings
are my own; they tinge
their own scars.
I will not wallow in the
panic that I work to
keep at bay.
Likewise, I will not compare
my ordeal to someone else’s.
Find a better fucking response.
#grief
#frustration
149 reads
26 Comments
BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
10th Sep 2019 3:16am
10th Sep 2019 3:16am
Don't Message Me Again
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#funny
57 reads
4 Comments
Layla
Poem Published
17th Jul 2019 1:33am
17th Jul 2019 1:33am
The Rising Star
(i)
Life
Absurd
Ruthless
Paradoxical
Mocking every breath
Inhaled and exhaled, in its blasphemy
Temperamental and unpredictable
Like shifting winds, rifting the clouds
Fraught with thunder and lightening
Marring mortals into monsters
Aimless, restless
Seeking shelter in the bosom of the earth
Birthing stories.
(ii)
There are stories
Of stories
Black and white with a hint of grey
Shadowing the hand written
Cast in stone
Rolling down rocky mountains
Becoming...
Life
Absurd
Ruthless
Paradoxical
Mocking every breath
Inhaled and exhaled, in its blasphemy
Temperamental and unpredictable
Like shifting winds, rifting the clouds
Fraught with thunder and lightening
Marring mortals into monsters
Aimless, restless
Seeking shelter in the bosom of the earth
Birthing stories.
(ii)
There are stories
Of stories
Black and white with a hint of grey
Shadowing the hand written
Cast in stone
Rolling down rocky mountains
Becoming...
#lies
#betrayal
#bullying #hypocrisy
#bullying #hypocrisy
171 reads
7 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
20th Jul 2019 3:28pm
20th Jul 2019 3:28pm
Mark Kennedy Stone: (One Of) An Enemy
For years, undercover police
had secretly, covertly fleeced
and infiltrated citizens,
their fam’ilies, the denizens
a reason they would finally howl
a mighty hue and cry as: FOUL!
No justice offered, just excuse.
One’s race, an activist, a ruse,
or heaven help a woman’s truth
to be in fullness of one’s youth;
who let her feelings for a start
be tangled in affairs of heart.
The secret fellow makes believe
a good intention, yet deceives.
The lies to get her in her bed,
to coax to have his way instead. ...
had secretly, covertly fleeced
and infiltrated citizens,
their fam’ilies, the denizens
a reason they would finally howl
a mighty hue and cry as: FOUL!
No justice offered, just excuse.
One’s race, an activist, a ruse,
or heaven help a woman’s truth
to be in fullness of one’s youth;
who let her feelings for a start
be tangled in affairs of heart.
The secret fellow makes believe
a good intention, yet deceives.
The lies to get her in her bed,
to coax to have his way instead. ...
#anger
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#disappointment
80 reads
6 Comments
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