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.
AspergerPoet56
Bumped Yesterday 1:13pm
9th Jan 2019 5:40am
9th Jan 2019 5:40am
Love leaves
Love leaves a bitter aftertaste
Just like bile in the throat
Burning cruelly inside
Rotting the heart
So it won’t feel again
Love unveils a darkness
That covers the soul
Choking the spirit
It smiles at the pain
How it destroys the humanity inside
Love whispers a lie
As it preys on the lonely
Promising a heaven that never arrives
Delivering a hell
That becomes a recurring nightmare
Love is a raw animal
That comes to rip you apart
Breaks hope like it was glass
Leaving...
Just like bile in the throat
Burning cruelly inside
Rotting the heart
So it won’t feel again
Love unveils a darkness
That covers the soul
Choking the spirit
It smiles at the pain
How it destroys the humanity inside
Love whispers a lie
As it preys on the lonely
Promising a heaven that never arrives
Delivering a hell
That becomes a recurring nightmare
Love is a raw animal
That comes to rip you apart
Breaks hope like it was glass
Leaving...
#anger
#heartbroken
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:47am
Yesterday 6:47am
In the mourning
It's misted.
The faint flurry of bird tune carries in through a crack in a window.
I let go
of my ability to origami torn lengths of feeling.
They begin keeling in on themselves and tying themselves to each other in some naturally knitted dance
where they commence making their own boom and crash and whizz, pop, bangs of splattered emotive residue.
I refer, of course, with all depth of meaning,
to you
The woven basket flies beyond the window as if attached to a balloon
with a slow draining leak.
I watch it go ...
The faint flurry of bird tune carries in through a crack in a window.
I let go
of my ability to origami torn lengths of feeling.
They begin keeling in on themselves and tying themselves to each other in some naturally knitted dance
where they commence making their own boom and crash and whizz, pop, bangs of splattered emotive residue.
I refer, of course, with all depth of meaning,
to you
The woven basket flies beyond the window as if attached to a balloon
with a slow draining leak.
I watch it go ...
#anger
#MovingOn
#healing
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tomgoonery
Tommy.
Tommy.
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 4:49am
4th Jul 2020 4:49am
Peachy
I remember the days when I couldn't get paid, I resorted to stealing the cash.
I'll never say sorry for being the man that I am, man, I'm just a result of my past.
If you saw me today, you'd never guess where I'm from, if you came to my hood, you wouldn't last.
The only Asian dude in a black school, I found a way to fit in with the mass.
I came out the mud, I grew up in the slums, but I promise I'm tryna give up on this hood life.
Never forget the struggles of sleeping with rats on the floor, I can't seem to remember no good nights.
Every cop I've encountered has...
I'll never say sorry for being the man that I am, man, I'm just a result of my past.
If you saw me today, you'd never guess where I'm from, if you came to my hood, you wouldn't last.
The only Asian dude in a black school, I found a way to fit in with the mass.
I came out the mud, I grew up in the slums, but I promise I'm tryna give up on this hood life.
Never forget the struggles of sleeping with rats on the floor, I can't seem to remember no good nights.
Every cop I've encountered has...
#anger
#rhyming
#myself
#SelfReflection
#poverty
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 4:08am
4th Jul 2020 4:08am
Caged Heat
Can you imagine walking among the carnage of reality
Your destiny was to discover that there is no such a thing as infinity
To know there's a beginning and end, I've mentally closed the loop
Into a Mobius strip containing time and space riding on truth
Lies and everything corrupt is simply negative energy
My dragon has been well fed off of those that defy me
Never mind whatever deity you bow to, be they of darkness or light
I am the only one left of my race and I must show my might
Invading Nebular and killing stars before they're born ...
Your destiny was to discover that there is no such a thing as infinity
To know there's a beginning and end, I've mentally closed the loop
Into a Mobius strip containing time and space riding on truth
Lies and everything corrupt is simply negative energy
My dragon has been well fed off of those that defy me
Never mind whatever deity you bow to, be they of darkness or light
I am the only one left of my race and I must show my might
Invading Nebular and killing stars before they're born ...
#anger
#hate
#corruption
#politics
#humankind
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Kinkpoet
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 00:23am
4th Jul 2020 00:23am
Umbra
if
you can’t won’t or don’t want
to
embrace my darkness
then
get the fuck out of my light
(C) 2020 Raibeart Bruis
you can’t won’t or don’t want
to
embrace my darkness
then
get the fuck out of my light
(C) 2020 Raibeart Bruis
#anger
#lover
#frustration
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Ammo_Night
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 4:00pm
3rd Jul 2020 4:00pm
F**K YOU
Fuck your six pound pint of warm beer
Fuck your gourmet scotch egg
Fuck your Edwardian facial hair
Fuck your smug supercilious air
Fuck You
Fuck your thousand pound bicycle
Fuck your trust fund mortgage
Fuck mummy and fuck daddy to
Fuck your denial your making me blue
Fuck you
(Repeat)
Fuck your gourmet scotch egg
Fuck your Edwardian facial hair
Fuck your smug supercilious air
Fuck You
Fuck your thousand pound bicycle
Fuck your trust fund mortgage
Fuck mummy and fuck daddy to
Fuck your denial your making me blue
Fuck you
(Repeat)
#anger
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Phantom2426
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 5:34am
1st Jul 2020 5:34am
Family Survival
You love your family
but certain members
get on your last nerve
that you ended up
pushing your anger
deep down inside the
pit of your stomach
trying to survive
so that your anger
doesn't make you
rage out and come back
and bite you in the ass
but certain members
get on your last nerve
that you ended up
pushing your anger
deep down inside the
pit of your stomach
trying to survive
so that your anger
doesn't make you
rage out and come back
and bite you in the ass
#anger
#love
#dark
#family
#memories
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Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 2:57am
1st Jul 2020 2:57am
20/20 Hindsight
i love you so much
what can I do to
make you happy
she asked
red
i answered
ok she smiled
red
with a little white
so now it’s pink
isn’t that sweet
and a touch
of blue
so now its lavender
lavender is my
favorite color
that’s so romantic
if i was smarter
i would have seen
RED
and left a lot sooner
(C) 2020 Raibeart Bruis
what can I do to
make you happy
she asked
red
i answered
ok she smiled
red
with a little white
so now it’s pink
isn’t that sweet
and a touch
of blue
so now its lavender
lavender is my
favorite color
that’s so romantic
if i was smarter
i would have seen
RED
and left a lot sooner
(C) 2020 Raibeart Bruis
#anger
#relationships
#breakup
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miseryomy
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 1:53am
1st Jul 2020 1:53am
A painless day with a painless death is all I wish
I don’t fear death, I fear the pain it will bring.
Will I hear the devils laugh or angels sing?
I wish a painless death because all I feel is pain.
A million different tactics and every day is the same.
Either mental or physical they balance one another out.
When I’m laughing and joking inside I secretly shout.
Misery loves company and I can never be alone.
Best wishes behind a bottle of booze and being stoned.
Meds never really worked shit made things way worse.
A guinea pig amongst the government's curse.
So...
Will I hear the devils laugh or angels sing?
I wish a painless death because all I feel is pain.
A million different tactics and every day is the same.
Either mental or physical they balance one another out.
When I’m laughing and joking inside I secretly shout.
Misery loves company and I can never be alone.
Best wishes behind a bottle of booze and being stoned.
Meds never really worked shit made things way worse.
A guinea pig amongst the government's curse.
So...
#sadness
#anger
#dark
#confusion
#suffering
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Anarchitect
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 8:51pm
30th Jun 2020 8:51pm
Bill Ionaire Gates
is an evil, poor excuse of a man---
I HATES, I HATES him!
Him I HATES!
Until he gets his just desserts
I can't WAITS, I can't
fucking WAITS!
So much pain and suffering
he's inflicted on the world
never takes responsibility for the hurts
Don't get the wrong impression---
I'm not the least bit jealous
I couldn't give a goddamn gigahertz
There's something about the man
that rubs me raw --- grinds me gritty ...
I HATES, I HATES him!
Him I HATES!
Until he gets his just desserts
I can't WAITS, I can't
fucking WAITS!
So much pain and suffering
he's inflicted on the world
never takes responsibility for the hurts
Don't get the wrong impression---
I'm not the least bit jealous
I couldn't give a goddamn gigahertz
There's something about the man
that rubs me raw --- grinds me gritty ...
#anger
#jealousy
#hate
#money
#frustration
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Poetic_License
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 8:39pm
30th Jun 2020 8:39pm
Where Souls Suffer Heartbreak
Come, Soul of mine, again to me,
Remain close and stir not from my embrace,
Not all Darkness is for us to love,
Though it hurts to release it,
It can only hurt worse to love it longer.
In time you will see this Darkness loves its own,
And has chosen so many others, time and again,
It is not healing it comes seeking,
It is not love it is truly needing,
Simply occupation by something it has found fascinating.
Be still, gentle beloved, now with me,
In this, you must trust that I know best,
There is good reason you and I are...
Remain close and stir not from my embrace,
Not all Darkness is for us to love,
Though it hurts to release it,
It can only hurt worse to love it longer.
In time you will see this Darkness loves its own,
And has chosen so many others, time and again,
It is not healing it comes seeking,
It is not love it is truly needing,
Simply occupation by something it has found fascinating.
Be still, gentle beloved, now with me,
In this, you must trust that I know best,
There is good reason you and I are...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#dark
#hurt
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