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.
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Unspoken
She said
It must be nice to wake up looking like that
To not see her face in my reflection
How dare I despise
The sadness held in her eyes
Envious hope unbearable
A glimpse of false vicariousity
Couldn’t say that it’s nice
To wake up another day
Late to my grave
I didn’t say
We see the same things in different greys
Feel the pressure of shades and layers
Beneath our days
It must be nice to wake up looking like that
To not see her face in my reflection
How dare I despise
The sadness held in her eyes
Envious hope unbearable
A glimpse of false vicariousity
Couldn’t say that it’s nice
To wake up another day
Late to my grave
I didn’t say
We see the same things in different greys
Feel the pressure of shades and layers
Beneath our days
#anger
#depression
#hate
#shame
#bittersweet
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Red Engines
Monsters at work behind the birds as they chirp.
So many voices going all at once it's hard to make out the words
I'm going into town and I'm not selling for
less than Im worth.
Judge me by the cover
Bet you'll get hit with the book
So many looks
I'm getting
Gains and traction
From the miles I'm climbing
uphill and it's an old hill to die on
but I'm sure you that you would.
And you will.
It's an old tale of
Same old
Same old.
Always was on the
wrong side of the tracks
As I...
So many voices going all at once it's hard to make out the words
I'm going into town and I'm not selling for
less than Im worth.
Judge me by the cover
Bet you'll get hit with the book
So many looks
I'm getting
Gains and traction
From the miles I'm climbing
uphill and it's an old hill to die on
but I'm sure you that you would.
And you will.
It's an old tale of
Same old
Same old.
Always was on the
wrong side of the tracks
As I...
#anger
#jealousy
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Dangling images like a web of lies
I sat back and watched the lies scattered cross the
room like a spider web.
Spreading like a fire,
But dangling imaginary visions in front of me like
a spider....
Suddenly my head is spinning.
Heart, body, mind and soul at war.
But, what am I fighting for?
Some how I feel clueless,
But It's familiar because I've been through this
over and over again.
I may not know what love is,
But I know it isn't suppose to break me.
room like a spider web.
Spreading like a fire,
But dangling imaginary visions in front of me like
a spider....
Suddenly my head is spinning.
Heart, body, mind and soul at war.
But, what am I fighting for?
Some how I feel clueless,
But It's familiar because I've been through this
over and over again.
I may not know what love is,
But I know it isn't suppose to break me.
#anger
#depression
#frustration #hurt
#frustration #hurt
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Former lover
As winter finally loosens its grasp, melancholy overtakes me. No longer can I hide the kisses left all along my skin, by my longest-held lover. A lover not found in pictures or phone calls, a beloved known only by old friend. seldom if at all spoken about locked away beneath me as I slumber. the cruelest romance take take take yet seldom give, cold and lifeless like my ex yet somehow more loving. kisses ( scars ) litter my body deeper and deeper they go, but alas never enough more more he says. an insatiable beast savoring for more crimson and pain. the longer I go without him the more...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Unloved child
There's a point in time
when ticking dies
and all that's left
is the slow exhaled breath
pregnant with with unspoken thoughts
unwillingly giving birth
to words no one could love
raping the mind
with jealousy and anger
a bastard child born in darkness
a horned demon
from logic's womb
bald of empathy and understanding
crying naked
in a world without love
how could we care
for this offspring of selfish desires
better to place a condom on our tongues
than bring an unloved child
into the world
when ticking dies
and all that's left
is the slow exhaled breath
pregnant with with unspoken thoughts
unwillingly giving birth
to words no one could love
raping the mind
with jealousy and anger
a bastard child born in darkness
a horned demon
from logic's womb
bald of empathy and understanding
crying naked
in a world without love
how could we care
for this offspring of selfish desires
better to place a condom on our tongues
than bring an unloved child
into the world
#anger
#jealousy
#conflict
#disappointment
#bittersweet
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angry & horny
#anger
#erotic
#bittersweet
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I'm still hurting...
I am a human being.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I often get taken advantage of by greed-y.
People with needs they cannot fulfill themselves.
While I put my own feelings up on a shelf.
Despite spending years in a loop,
where I was constantly drowning
and saving my self.
So sick of this shit.
Remember that Nice little girl,
that used to take every hit.
I remember Every single bit of it.
Every lie and manipulation tactic.
Had me searching for my worth,
as if...
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I often get taken advantage of by greed-y.
People with needs they cannot fulfill themselves.
While I put my own feelings up on a shelf.
Despite spending years in a loop,
where I was constantly drowning
and saving my self.
So sick of this shit.
Remember that Nice little girl,
that used to take every hit.
I remember Every single bit of it.
Every lie and manipulation tactic.
Had me searching for my worth,
as if...
#sadness
#anger
#hope
#frustration
#hurt
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Over and over
sometimes,
in the search for pleasure,
everything we find
It's a bucket full of shit.
and the sewer of feelings
runs like a river of lava
and nothing washes the insides
of the one I thought I loved.
and the torrential rain in free fall
like piss in sweet urinals
no care, no cleanliness... with no body.
and the bread that the devil kneaded
and the hand that no one held like that
and the blood, flows, flows... the blood
apparently the blood runs into the river.
sometimes after much searching ...
in the search for pleasure,
everything we find
It's a bucket full of shit.
and the sewer of feelings
runs like a river of lava
and nothing washes the insides
of the one I thought I loved.
and the torrential rain in free fall
like piss in sweet urinals
no care, no cleanliness... with no body.
and the bread that the devil kneaded
and the hand that no one held like that
and the blood, flows, flows... the blood
apparently the blood runs into the river.
sometimes after much searching ...
#anger
#anxiety
#depression
#emptiness
#apathy
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One arm dragging.
Growing pains.
One arm dragging on the floor.
I had you,
Unfit,
to be called.
Raw expression,
Depression.
Not fit, to be called a Mum.
(c)SukiSushiCrown.16-03-2024
One arm dragging on the floor.
I had you,
Unfit,
to be called.
Raw expression,
Depression.
Not fit, to be called a Mum.
(c)SukiSushiCrown.16-03-2024
#sadness
#anger
#disappointment
#emptiness
#bittersweet
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Rage
An overboiling kettle,
Scalding metal,
Molten lava melting all it touches,
Don't fucking touch me,
for the love of God please.
As rage rushes like Vesuvius,
Let it all pour out my love.
Grandiose power drawn from roman deities,
Psychosis in the melancholy,
Pain and love my dichotomy.
A sharp inhale, clutching at air
"I can't breathe"
Scared i'll drown in my own fury.
They can see what they are doing,
Polluting the essence of your being
Yet watch me disregard the intuitive
feelings...
Scalding metal,
Molten lava melting all it touches,
Don't fucking touch me,
for the love of God please.
As rage rushes like Vesuvius,
Let it all pour out my love.
Grandiose power drawn from roman deities,
Psychosis in the melancholy,
Pain and love my dichotomy.
A sharp inhale, clutching at air
"I can't breathe"
Scared i'll drown in my own fury.
They can see what they are doing,
Polluting the essence of your being
Yet watch me disregard the intuitive
feelings...
#anger
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Isn’t it your turn to suck his dick?
#anger
#love
#breakup
#sex
#lover
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On the road to hate.
The funny thing is he thinks
that he's won,
when in truth the war
has just begun.
The stress of these days is often
very hard to carry.
A thousand years ago my problems
would be dead and buried.
I’ve heard it said a knife-less man
is never good.
I’d stab him a hundred million
times if only I could.
Maybe he would mind his tongue
or hold his breath,
if he knew he’s staring at
the very face of death.
that he's won,
when in truth the war
has just begun.
The stress of these days is often
very hard to carry.
A thousand years ago my problems
would be dead and buried.
I’ve heard it said a knife-less man
is never good.
I’d stab him a hundred million
times if only I could.
Maybe he would mind his tongue
or hold his breath,
if he knew he’s staring at
the very face of death.
#anger
#murder
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