Poems about Anger
#anger
Poems about anger, whether it's mild annoyance, or utter fury and outrage, anger poems take you on a journey through the full spectrum of anger. These poems may express angry feelings towards others, or anger towards the injustice in society.
brokentitanium
Poem Published
Today 1:13am
Today 1:13am
Bullshit
Vulnerability is a luxury or curiosity
for those who have nothing to be vulnerable about
but they drool to see it in others
Fucking looky-loos admiring my flaws
as I stupidly flaunt them
thinking my bravery will free us all
hoping for reciprocation
Realizing too late cowards will never play along
Now my bruises are their power
and I’m left with shit
for those who have nothing to be vulnerable about
but they drool to see it in others
Fucking looky-loos admiring my flaws
as I stupidly flaunt them
thinking my bravery will free us all
hoping for reciprocation
Realizing too late cowards will never play along
Now my bruises are their power
and I’m left with shit
#anger
#rejection
#honesty
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Vinci
Stephan
Stephan
Poem Published
16th Mar 2019 8:30pm
16th Mar 2019 8:30pm
One Man
Just one man
A world of horror and pain
And against it stood
Just one man
Alone, he stood and he saw
He watched as his people are persecuted
He watched as his family was cut down
He watched as babies where torn from their mothers
He watched as his sisters were forced to flee
He watched as husbands turned on their wives
As neighbors cheered as their supposed friends were killed
He watched as his brothers were hunted
Killed for who they were
Killed for where they were born
Killed for how they were born
He watched as his...
A world of horror and pain
And against it stood
Just one man
Alone, he stood and he saw
He watched as his people are persecuted
He watched as his family was cut down
He watched as babies where torn from their mothers
He watched as his sisters were forced to flee
He watched as husbands turned on their wives
As neighbors cheered as their supposed friends were killed
He watched as his brothers were hunted
Killed for who they were
Killed for where they were born
Killed for how they were born
He watched as his...
#anger
#regret
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
16th Mar 2019 1:12am
16th Mar 2019 1:12am
I need a little space
You look to me for a shoulder
while I'm pinned beneath a boulder.
You're ten years older, plus I'm barely 7 days sober,
There are humps I need to get over, you've got my
phone overflowing, please leave me alone.
No longer at your disposal for the leisurely unloading
of your feelings for me or your woes.
You got me seething while I'm set to lose control
and overdose on medication, I'll be bleeding at the nose.
It was just a couple months ago I spent sedated
in a strange array of clothes, while women stared
at me from a nurses...
while I'm pinned beneath a boulder.
You're ten years older, plus I'm barely 7 days sober,
There are humps I need to get over, you've got my
phone overflowing, please leave me alone.
No longer at your disposal for the leisurely unloading
of your feelings for me or your woes.
You got me seething while I'm set to lose control
and overdose on medication, I'll be bleeding at the nose.
It was just a couple months ago I spent sedated
in a strange array of clothes, while women stared
at me from a nurses...
#anger
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The1wishUwishUknew
Nicci Tanney
Nicci Tanney
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 10:25pm
15th Mar 2019 10:25pm
King James
#sadness
#anger
#frustration #disappointment
#frustration #disappointment
23 reads
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A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 4:24pm
15th Mar 2019 4:24pm
Sick f**ker
Sick Fucker
Taking down the innocent in a time of prayer
I hope no one ever remembers your name
Taking down the innocent in a time of prayer
I hope no one ever remembers your name
#anger
20 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 9:49am
15th Mar 2019 9:49am
surrogate
she was giving birth, a surrogate mother, to a rich childless couple. she had been instructed to not look at the baby, did and relented, she had given birth
a wonderful newborn how could she give it away?
sensible people told her it was for the best, the child would get a good education, she the mother could not give her.
Under pressure by the righteous, she gave the baby away
but she will forever regret her decision.
a wonderful newborn how could she give it away?
sensible people told her it was for the best, the child would get a good education, she the mother could not give her.
Under pressure by the righteous, she gave the baby away
but she will forever regret her decision.
#anger
#heartbroken
#breakup
#escape
#IMissYou
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KillHope
Poem Published
14th Mar 2019 4:23pm
14th Mar 2019 4:23pm
gg
Hatred intense enough to
obliterate your soul.
I want to destroy you.
Your soul is half dead anyway
starved by suicidal, delusional ego.
Condescension? This is what
you send my way?
Get a fucking grip, baby - you are
nothing. You don't exist
A grotesquely inflated self-image that
isolates you from reality.
Buy yourself a mirror. Stare into it.
Confront the truth.
It will shatter you.
Because you are weak. You are an act.
Insubstantial.
May you never pick up the pieces and
suffer endlessly unable to get...
obliterate your soul.
I want to destroy you.
Your soul is half dead anyway
starved by suicidal, delusional ego.
Condescension? This is what
you send my way?
Get a fucking grip, baby - you are
nothing. You don't exist
A grotesquely inflated self-image that
isolates you from reality.
Buy yourself a mirror. Stare into it.
Confront the truth.
It will shatter you.
Because you are weak. You are an act.
Insubstantial.
May you never pick up the pieces and
suffer endlessly unable to get...
#anger
#hate
#dark
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ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
14th Mar 2019 00:00am
14th Mar 2019 00:00am
Trippin 2
I must say I'm impressed, it took
a lot of steps to become mediocre at best.
I tip my hat to you, but you wasted your breath.
This is the draft poem you should have just kept.
Raise ME from the dead? I'm an angel of death.
You got one thing right, you ain't great at this yet.
You rhymed type with hype,
that's real exciting.
Another thing you got right was my colourful writing,
All you cast is black and white, that's why the colours aren't biting.
You in a grey zone, I'm both thunder and lightning.
"What...
a lot of steps to become mediocre at best.
I tip my hat to you, but you wasted your breath.
This is the draft poem you should have just kept.
Raise ME from the dead? I'm an angel of death.
You got one thing right, you ain't great at this yet.
You rhymed type with hype,
that's real exciting.
Another thing you got right was my colourful writing,
All you cast is black and white, that's why the colours aren't biting.
You in a grey zone, I'm both thunder and lightning.
"What...
#anger
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4 Comments
LivDiane
Liv Diane
Liv Diane
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 9:58pm
13th Mar 2019 9:58pm
The Lumberjack
Looks like we really doing this
Going at each other in different ways
But I’ll take the risk, I’ll try a diss,
God I could talk shit for days, gonna need a raise,
to raise you from the dead
I’m not even that great at this yet,
but I’ll bet, I’ve still managed to get, in your head
Always so colorful when you write
But I bet when you type,
that your shit ain’t even that hype.
Cause we ain’t seeing color here,
I thought that’s pretty clear...
So your words just look all jumbled,
Tried to catch a pass and ya,...
Going at each other in different ways
But I’ll take the risk, I’ll try a diss,
God I could talk shit for days, gonna need a raise,
to raise you from the dead
I’m not even that great at this yet,
but I’ll bet, I’ve still managed to get, in your head
Always so colorful when you write
But I bet when you type,
that your shit ain’t even that hype.
Cause we ain’t seeing color here,
I thought that’s pretty clear...
So your words just look all jumbled,
Tried to catch a pass and ya,...
#anger
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16 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 9:54pm
13th Mar 2019 9:54pm
Trippin
I don't know who dared you to call me out like this,
I hope you feel prepared to receive a flurry of fists.
I hope you said your prayers while god was taking a piss.
Say goodbye to your mother, blow a kiss to the kids,
let's pop the lid and get this over with quick.
An amateur, how dare you provoke me.
I'm an O.G, you'll O.D if you even poke me.
How you figure you going to smoke me?
"Pop the lid and get this over with quick,"
Now I think I might just want to kill you slowly.
I see you as you are, scared and lonely,
after...
I hope you feel prepared to receive a flurry of fists.
I hope you said your prayers while god was taking a piss.
Say goodbye to your mother, blow a kiss to the kids,
let's pop the lid and get this over with quick.
An amateur, how dare you provoke me.
I'm an O.G, you'll O.D if you even poke me.
How you figure you going to smoke me?
"Pop the lid and get this over with quick,"
Now I think I might just want to kill you slowly.
I see you as you are, scared and lonely,
after...
#anger
22 reads
4 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 5:18pm
13th Mar 2019 5:18pm
Why Not Me
Dear sister
My twin in no way
So fucking good all the time Me hellbent on rebellion You Miss Goody Two-Shoes Me always in the wrong And you in the right
Mom and Dad fuming
While your praise they sing So very tiring being told To look at your pious face
Over the years of our lifetime
I just learned to deal
Deep scars implanted
The resentment so real
How was I to know ...
My twin in no way
So fucking good all the time Me hellbent on rebellion You Miss Goody Two-Shoes Me always in the wrong And you in the right
Mom and Dad fuming
While your praise they sing So very tiring being told To look at your pious face
Over the years of our lifetime
I just learned to deal
Deep scars implanted
The resentment so real
How was I to know ...
#anger
#love
#grief
#death
#angels
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ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 3:24am
13th Mar 2019 3:24am
This is it
I will forever exist,
born inside a lazarus pit,
born to brooding and wit,
I'm a natural at this,
you're words' are only disastrous.
I like to unglue and to strip,
to watch the gears and the bits,
as they move and they twist.
It took years to master this,
you took your shots and they missed.
Even if you do get a grip
and I do choose to loosen my mitts,
you couldn't wade through my mist.
I'm so fluid, one drop you'll be rinsed. ...
born inside a lazarus pit,
born to brooding and wit,
I'm a natural at this,
you're words' are only disastrous.
I like to unglue and to strip,
to watch the gears and the bits,
as they move and they twist.
It took years to master this,
you took your shots and they missed.
Even if you do get a grip
and I do choose to loosen my mitts,
you couldn't wade through my mist.
I'm so fluid, one drop you'll be rinsed. ...
#anger
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