Short Poems About Anger
#anger
Short poems about anger. 30 words or less, most recently published poems first.
You Might Need A Doctor For That

#anger
#dark
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how do you feel about golden showers?
I want to break your absence
down into smaller pieces
and mosaic the hell out of a bird bath
so I can piss in it every time
I miss you
down into smaller pieces
and mosaic the hell out of a bird bath
so I can piss in it every time
I miss you
#anger
#frustration
#IMissYou #loneliness
#IMissYou #loneliness
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I’ll Buy a Ticket
Your comeuppance
Those two seconds
Right before
Death knocks on your door
When every single fear
You ever had
Happens simultaneously…
I’ll buy a ticket
For a front row seat
Those two seconds
Right before
Death knocks on your door
When every single fear
You ever had
Happens simultaneously…
I’ll buy a ticket
For a front row seat
#anger
#dark
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I don't talk about weather or politics
No weather speak
No politico speak
Everyone gets pissed
If I shut them down mid-complaining
I'm a pompous grouchy fuck
Pass the snakes
No politico speak
Everyone gets pissed
If I shut them down mid-complaining
I'm a pompous grouchy fuck
Pass the snakes
#anger
#environment
#politics
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Mother...
Mother...
Don't put pictures of me on your wall
I don't want to be there with you
Don't work your magic on me
Sharing your blood is bad enough
Don't put pictures of me on your wall
I don't want to be there with you
Don't work your magic on me
Sharing your blood is bad enough
#anger
#anxiety
#mother #relationships
#mother #relationships
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Walks in the beach
Yes I love walks in the beach
First thing in the morning
When there is nobody
Else around
Early in the summer
It is very soothing
Hearing the sound of the water
First thing in the morning
When there is nobody
Else around
Early in the summer
It is very soothing
Hearing the sound of the water
#anger
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom
#shame
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How Did It
Man
Its a mystery
How Idiocy
And the so called Educated
Became
Geniticly human
You've lost a few bits
But your mind
Still thinks
LIKE a monkey
Psychologically
Continuesly
Breaking
That which Controls
Your Stupidity
Its a mystery
How Idiocy
And the so called Educated
Became
Geniticly human
You've lost a few bits
But your mind
Still thinks
LIKE a monkey
Psychologically
Continuesly
Breaking
That which Controls
Your Stupidity
#anger
#confusion
#denial
#fear
#hate
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Hunger
Take a knife,
make a hole,
let desire
take it's toll.
Pretty words
melt like snow
filling all
the space below.
Shove it down
her hungry throat.
For all I know
it's not your fault.
make a hole,
let desire
take it's toll.
Pretty words
melt like snow
filling all
the space below.
Shove it down
her hungry throat.
For all I know
it's not your fault.
#anger
#dark
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Not happy at all
the jug
the prick
the dick
the pig
and the park
...
and also the whore
who gave birth to me...
...
and everything you can remember.
...
the pink
the park
the perks of being born
a man in a man's world.
the prick
the dick
the pig
and the park
...
and also the whore
who gave birth to me...
...
and everything you can remember.
...
the pink
the park
the perks of being born
a man in a man's world.
#anger
#boredom
#disappointment
#frustration
#sadness
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Your Mouth
One's mouth
Has evolved
For eating
Tasting
And speaking
It didn't evolve
To take shit
Speak shit
Or give a shit
Has evolved
For eating
Tasting
And speaking
It didn't evolve
To take shit
Speak shit
Or give a shit
#anger
#frustration
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Plotting her demise
I may kill my wife
she causes me pain & strife
tells me I can't write
How will it be done?
maybe a knife or a gun
once done, time to run
she causes me pain & strife
tells me I can't write
How will it be done?
maybe a knife or a gun
once done, time to run
#anger
#LifeAsAWriter
#rhyming
#senryu
#wife
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tears in my sleep
all night
the clock
ticks away,
it keeps
up with
the tears
i lose
during my
night,
some i
can taste
in my
false
dreams,
there
is no
joy in
my undoing,
this pain
keeps
growing,
and in
the
morning
i will
wipe my
eyes
if i
have not
drowned
in
my sleep.
the clock
ticks away,
it keeps
up with
the tears
i lose
during my
night,
some i
can taste
in my
false
dreams,
there
is no
joy in
my undoing,
this pain
keeps
growing,
and in
the
morning
i will
wipe my
eyes
if i
have not
drowned
in
my sleep.
#anger
#breakup
#conflict
#deception
#disappointment
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