Poems About Anger Seeking Honest Critique
#anger
Poems about anger seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Unfathomable
I can’t fathom the exploitation
I can’t fathom the situation
It’s recreation
It’s all a laugh
A hallucination
I can’t pretend I understand
I won’t pretend I can withstand
All the demand
It’s all a joke
It’s a damned land
I can’t pretend I comprehend
I won’t accept being condemned
Means to an exit
Means to an end
It will all depend
Depends on your fascination
Depends on your determination
To seek the truth
To seek the proof
The falsity
The validity of
Oh what’s...
I can’t fathom the situation
It’s recreation
It’s all a laugh
A hallucination
I can’t pretend I understand
I won’t pretend I can withstand
All the demand
It’s all a joke
It’s a damned land
I can’t pretend I comprehend
I won’t accept being condemned
Means to an exit
Means to an end
It will all depend
Depends on your fascination
Depends on your determination
To seek the truth
To seek the proof
The falsity
The validity of
Oh what’s...
#anger
#corruption
#CallToAction
#greed
#poverty
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Spineless Rat
There's nothing I would do for you
You're a real scum bag
All you do is nag
Kiss my ass you goddamn fool
Go fuck yourself and I'll fuck your girlfriend too!
The pile of shit is decorated for you to consume
Degradation
Accept the invitation
Your a shit sucking butt fucking disaster, now go to your room
Lick the dick you inherited between your legs!
Your nose is deep up corporate ass
Are you his puppy?
I hate yuppies
Nobody gets a free pass
You look pathetic enough to urinate all over
...
You're a real scum bag
All you do is nag
Kiss my ass you goddamn fool
Go fuck yourself and I'll fuck your girlfriend too!
The pile of shit is decorated for you to consume
Degradation
Accept the invitation
Your a shit sucking butt fucking disaster, now go to your room
Lick the dick you inherited between your legs!
Your nose is deep up corporate ass
Are you his puppy?
I hate yuppies
Nobody gets a free pass
You look pathetic enough to urinate all over
...
#anger
#lies
#greed
#respect
#SelfWorth
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You do not Have to worry
You do not have to worry
About me any more
You have no idea of what you're writing
When you're adding up the score
You have no idea of who I am
And care so even less
I am more than over you
And have nothing to confess
You don't own the English language
None of the words are now your own
If you treat others, as you have me
You will find youself alone
This is all the time, I'll waste on you
I'm surprised I went this far
I will not mention any names
I know, you know, just who you are
About me any more
You have no idea of what you're writing
When you're adding up the score
You have no idea of who I am
And care so even less
I am more than over you
And have nothing to confess
You don't own the English language
None of the words are now your own
If you treat others, as you have me
You will find youself alone
This is all the time, I'll waste on you
I'm surprised I went this far
I will not mention any names
I know, you know, just who you are
#anger
#conflict
#betrayal
#MovingOn
#disappointment
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Anemoi )one to one(
After the burning.
Lift the lid and let waves
flood cobblestones and corridors -
the damned find their bare feet
washed clean of youthful mistakes,
and your eyes linger, wide,
visceral panic I've seen painted
on the walls of time,
you and I, tongues tied,
your fists, my insides.
Let ourselves down, fall out,
fall around, drown
in the weight of your tears,
the rouge you've left
on my left side.
And the rain pours,
shatters on rooftops,
petals from blanched skies,
your voice and...
Lift the lid and let waves
flood cobblestones and corridors -
the damned find their bare feet
washed clean of youthful mistakes,
and your eyes linger, wide,
visceral panic I've seen painted
on the walls of time,
you and I, tongues tied,
your fists, my insides.
Let ourselves down, fall out,
fall around, drown
in the weight of your tears,
the rouge you've left
on my left side.
And the rain pours,
shatters on rooftops,
petals from blanched skies,
your voice and...
#sadness
#anger
#home #job
#home #job
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2 Comments
Dishonorable Uppity Pricks!
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Go Fuck Yourselves!
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Go Fuck Yourselves!
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#anger
#WritingPoetry
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Boundaries
Just because I’M sexual doesn’t mean that we should SEX
Just because YOU’RE sexual doesn’t mean that WE should SEX
And what it NEVER means is sexualise ME as a result of MY art and soul
That’s just your reaction
Not attraction
I’m just a vessel
Of expression
That is ALL
You’ve objectified ME sexually
And above all else that disrespects ME and more
It degrades the woman
It disrespects the art
Quite frankly it just makes me ANGRY
Just because I’m attractive doesn’t mean you know who...
Just because YOU’RE sexual doesn’t mean that WE should SEX
And what it NEVER means is sexualise ME as a result of MY art and soul
That’s just your reaction
Not attraction
I’m just a vessel
Of expression
That is ALL
You’ve objectified ME sexually
And above all else that disrespects ME and more
It degrades the woman
It disrespects the art
Quite frankly it just makes me ANGRY
Just because I’m attractive doesn’t mean you know who...
#anger
#men
#relationships #frustration
#relationships #frustration
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3 Comments
The Devil Does Care
if you want to be heard, just talk to the devils
they are very good listeners.
talk to men, deafenitely they won't hear
and they won't even listen, not only, but
they will anticipate your thoughts
The devil can give your his heart
open wide his ears to listen to you;
regardless of his wicked schemes,
it's all about giving a scope to expression,
a room to vomit your acid pains and morbid
recurrent sick doubts and expectations.............
We...
they are very good listeners.
talk to men, deafenitely they won't hear
and they won't even listen, not only, but
they will anticipate your thoughts
The devil can give your his heart
open wide his ears to listen to you;
regardless of his wicked schemes,
it's all about giving a scope to expression,
a room to vomit your acid pains and morbid
recurrent sick doubts and expectations.............
We...
#anger
#anxiety
#grief
#dark
#confusion
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... Like I don't know you...
I just want to be handled roughly!
After all, I am a pleaser at heart...
Fuck me like I don't know you.
Forget your feelings, toss them away!
And awaken vice! Dark fantasies...
Your forbidden thoughts about me.
Become lustfully rude! Angry.
The heart is "off" for many hours.
There is no antidote but this...
Fuck me like you don't love me yet!
Whip my body, to drink my essence,
Squeeze, tear, spank, and bite.
Crying, screams, to streams – mascara!
Make me beg for it, to stop, to continue...
Fuck me like you hate...
After all, I am a pleaser at heart...
Fuck me like I don't know you.
Forget your feelings, toss them away!
And awaken vice! Dark fantasies...
Your forbidden thoughts about me.
Become lustfully rude! Angry.
The heart is "off" for many hours.
There is no antidote but this...
Fuck me like you don't love me yet!
Whip my body, to drink my essence,
Squeeze, tear, spank, and bite.
Crying, screams, to streams – mascara!
Make me beg for it, to stop, to continue...
Fuck me like you hate...
#anger
#hate
#sex
#BDSM
#orgasm
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42 Comments
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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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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What Have We Come To?
I can't watch the news tonight
Can you?
So much senseless senseless
senseless senseless senseless
gun violence today--
and this had been such a
wonderful day until
I turned on the news
(see former poem)
All these people
going crazy
killing family members
carjackings
robberies
just
senseless senseless senseless
O despicable daughter of Babylon
(aka the NRA First Church of Satan)
who art to be destroyed
happy shall we be...
Can you?
So much senseless senseless
senseless senseless senseless
gun violence today--
and this had been such a
wonderful day until
I turned on the news
(see former poem)
All these people
going crazy
killing family members
carjackings
robberies
just
senseless senseless senseless
O despicable daughter of Babylon
(aka the NRA First Church of Satan)
who art to be destroyed
happy shall we be...
#anger
#grief
#heartbroken
#confusion
#despair
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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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DU Poetry : Poems About Anger Seeking Honest Critique