Popular Poems About Anger
#anger
Popular poems about anger. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
TRUMP IS BACK!
Trump is back, oh yeah baby...
DRILL BABY DRILL!
You said 'baby' already!
Yeah but I'm here for the thrill...
Mr Vance!
Trump is back...
He’s gonna save your back,
Your reputation -
(Even though it's in the shitter)
Ala, ala... my baby's back!
He wants everyone sacked.
If I were you,
I'd take a permanent vacation...
To Ukraine!
Ala ala Trump -
Alas, you know he’s been lyin',
No matter what Musk is tryin'.
He shoulda stayed gone for good!
Ah wooo, ah wooo.
Now Zelenski wants to kick...
DRILL BABY DRILL!
You said 'baby' already!
Yeah but I'm here for the thrill...
Mr Vance!
Trump is back...
He’s gonna save your back,
Your reputation -
(Even though it's in the shitter)
Ala, ala... my baby's back!
He wants everyone sacked.
If I were you,
I'd take a permanent vacation...
To Ukraine!
Ala ala Trump -
Alas, you know he’s been lyin',
No matter what Musk is tryin'.
He shoulda stayed gone for good!
Ah wooo, ah wooo.
Now Zelenski wants to kick...
#anger
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#confusion
#despair
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I Don't Want to Become an Elder
Being the oldest daughter in the family, whether you want to or not you are groomed to take over certain responsibilities.
I for one did not sign up for that. I do not recall my signature anywhere. Still, I am expected to serve my mother's guest and cater to her needs because she is now in line to be the elder in the family.
Just two more people have to pass to the other side, and she is it.
Sitting here fuming over this is not going to help because in her mind, that is something that I must do.
To hell with that. I do not want to have a mental roller dex...
I for one did not sign up for that. I do not recall my signature anywhere. Still, I am expected to serve my mother's guest and cater to her needs because she is now in line to be the elder in the family.
Just two more people have to pass to the other side, and she is it.
Sitting here fuming over this is not going to help because in her mind, that is something that I must do.
To hell with that. I do not want to have a mental roller dex...
#anger
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the way it burns
I pace thru shadows like a caged animal
breath ragged with unspoken violence
kickin the poolside chairs with each pass
each collision a temporary relief
to what rages thru me
the monster tears at my insides
chained behind locked doors
growin stronger with each curse
that slips thru gritted teeth
threatenin to consume what remains of control
she comes to me
eyes studyin the war on my face
and the tremors in my hands
the monster visible under my paper thin mask
her hands find my chest
meetin my chaos...
breath ragged with unspoken violence
kickin the poolside chairs with each pass
each collision a temporary relief
to what rages thru me
the monster tears at my insides
chained behind locked doors
growin stronger with each curse
that slips thru gritted teeth
threatenin to consume what remains of control
she comes to me
eyes studyin the war on my face
and the tremors in my hands
the monster visible under my paper thin mask
her hands find my chest
meetin my chaos...
#anger
#erotic
#sex
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5 Comments
Cut The Shit
When I tell you that my mouth is reckless
Don’t always assume it is for pleasant things
There are times when my mouth and my thoughts
Are on a volatile level.
When they created the abbreviation F.A .F. O
They had to have me in mind
Don’t act like you're too good to be taken down
Several steps, and then shoved down the rest.
Many times, I have been told to calm down
Breathe and think before you say what you are going to say
Did you think?
Na, you didn’t, time to stop breathing.
Here, if you do not understand ...
Don’t always assume it is for pleasant things
There are times when my mouth and my thoughts
Are on a volatile level.
When they created the abbreviation F.A .F. O
They had to have me in mind
Don’t act like you're too good to be taken down
Several steps, and then shoved down the rest.
Many times, I have been told to calm down
Breathe and think before you say what you are going to say
Did you think?
Na, you didn’t, time to stop breathing.
Here, if you do not understand ...
#anger
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5 Comments
the full ten rounds
the world is full of
dirty rotten snipers
and landmines
and it's a dirty rotten
game we have to play
as long as we
have something
somebody else wants
have have to keep
bobbing and weaving
make back to
our corner
and come out
fighting again
dirty rotten snipers
and landmines
and it's a dirty rotten
game we have to play
as long as we
have something
somebody else wants
have have to keep
bobbing and weaving
make back to
our corner
and come out
fighting again
#anger
#manipulation
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8 Comments
If you bully Betty I'll pull out your public hair with pliers
You've been warned
Don't mess with my friend Betty
You're lucky
She's 6'4 and breathes fire
Favorite expression:
Twatwaffle Mother Fucker
BIG LIKE
Don't mess with my friend Betty
You're lucky
She's 6'4 and breathes fire
Favorite expression:
Twatwaffle Mother Fucker
BIG LIKE
#anger
#curse
#devil #pagan
#devil #pagan
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Last shot!
Would I, would I, would I,
could I, should I?
Could I, could I, could I,
should I, would I?
Should I, should I, should I,
would I, could I?
At that age and after so much time.
In this place and after so much.
For so little or almost nothing!
could I, should I?
Could I, could I, could I,
should I, would I?
Should I, should I, should I,
would I, could I?
At that age and after so much time.
In this place and after so much.
For so little or almost nothing!
#anger
#despair
#rain
#storm
#wind
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The List
First that it's 9:10 pacific time and
this time 93 years ago Hart Crane
was about to finish up his last full
day on the planet. He has no idea that he's about to get drunk, make an unwelcome advance on a sailor
before jumping overboard, 300 miles from Cuba. His way of apologizing, one supposes. Body never found.
The second is that I did not sleep at all on the 5th of April which was the 28th anniversary of Allen Ginsberg's
death because I was about to catch a flight to Honolulu at. 5 a.m. on the 6th and I was too...
this time 93 years ago Hart Crane
was about to finish up his last full
day on the planet. He has no idea that he's about to get drunk, make an unwelcome advance on a sailor
before jumping overboard, 300 miles from Cuba. His way of apologizing, one supposes. Body never found.
The second is that I did not sleep at all on the 5th of April which was the 28th anniversary of Allen Ginsberg's
death because I was about to catch a flight to Honolulu at. 5 a.m. on the 6th and I was too...
#anger
#confusion
#disappointment
#frustration
#rejection
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7 Comments
~teaser #1 :: when the inner~ aghori unleashes…
this smiling yogic lips as if a deep purplish
to watery-coloured glassy mishmash emulsion
of a many bitten clotted beady clusters …
spread in a sensual scatter.. amongst
the foaming in rainy droplets in glisten..
of a daytime..
mutates sudden ..
over the overtaking maya
-a transitional twilight-ic switch
of a grave
yes, welcome to the liberational grave
that now, you are already in fateful entry.
your monstrous mouth of maggoty lies ...
to watery-coloured glassy mishmash emulsion
of a many bitten clotted beady clusters …
spread in a sensual scatter.. amongst
the foaming in rainy droplets in glisten..
of a daytime..
mutates sudden ..
over the overtaking maya
-a transitional twilight-ic switch
of a grave
yes, welcome to the liberational grave
that now, you are already in fateful entry.
your monstrous mouth of maggoty lies ...
#anger
#dark
#evil
#rebellion
#spiritual
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3 Comments
egg shells for you
We break porcelain eggshells
leave shards on the floor
slice through the skin of our feet
as we walk around each other
fighters
bloodied and bruised
I hide
you follow
I lock the door
you wait
mouth full of knives
hell is waiting on the other side
I'm the problem
you're the problem
we're the problem
everything is always
someone else fault
We try to speak
but no one is listening
you talk over me
I talk over you
you hate it when I yell
I hate it when...
leave shards on the floor
slice through the skin of our feet
as we walk around each other
fighters
bloodied and bruised
I hide
you follow
I lock the door
you wait
mouth full of knives
hell is waiting on the other side
I'm the problem
you're the problem
we're the problem
everything is always
someone else fault
We try to speak
but no one is listening
you talk over me
I talk over you
you hate it when I yell
I hate it when...
#abuse
#anger
#manipulation #relationships
#manipulation #relationships
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6 Comments
What a dumb shit!
When he found out how things really were between men & women
He was shocked how cutthroat both sexes were to one another
It was a drag to find out that everybody knew all the same shit and everyone played it off like it was nothing
All the things that go unsaid
They get shoved into your guts like cutlery
All the bullshit sex etiquette
It's like a miniature cold war
What a bunch of lies & ego trips
That's why all these people were so freaked out about each other
It's one big club
The look away & laugh club
A revelation the size...
He was shocked how cutthroat both sexes were to one another
It was a drag to find out that everybody knew all the same shit and everyone played it off like it was nothing
All the things that go unsaid
They get shoved into your guts like cutlery
All the bullshit sex etiquette
It's like a miniature cold war
What a bunch of lies & ego trips
That's why all these people were so freaked out about each other
It's one big club
The look away & laugh club
A revelation the size...
#anger
#conflict
#deception
#hypocrisy
#lies
107 reads
4 Comments
The house that swallowed me whole
I was born into a house,
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
#anger
#daughter
#mother
#SelfWorth
#suffering
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