Poems about Frustration
#frustration
Poetry about frustration and annoyances, being upset or angry about a situation you cannot change. Venting frustrations about society, life and relationships.
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Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:53pm
Yesterday 9:53pm
What Happened Was Morbid
what happened was morbid ...
Lo, they did unmake his visage, not with blade alone,
but with the cruel mirth of fate’s fell hand.
A rictus, wide as grief, as hollow as the jest
that in dark halls is whispered ‘twixt wretched men.
Was it his own trembling grasp that traced the fault?
Or some wraith of malice, unseen but keen of touch?
The steel sang not as warriors’ swords do sing,
but in hush’d susurrus, a lull’d and mocking dirge.
The lips that spake of mercy found none,
but were rather parted in twain, a wound unsealing ...
Lo, they did unmake his visage, not with blade alone,
but with the cruel mirth of fate’s fell hand.
A rictus, wide as grief, as hollow as the jest
that in dark halls is whispered ‘twixt wretched men.
Was it his own trembling grasp that traced the fault?
Or some wraith of malice, unseen but keen of touch?
The steel sang not as warriors’ swords do sing,
but in hush’d susurrus, a lull’d and mocking dirge.
The lips that spake of mercy found none,
but were rather parted in twain, a wound unsealing ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#despair
#frustration
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 3:53pm
7th Mar 2025 3:53pm
The Narcissist Victim - "Hollow Echo / Nothing"
stop. / no, wait— rewind. // it didn’t— happen— like that. / did it?
(no, you’re just sensitive.) / (I didn’t mean it like that.)
(but you said—) / but you said— / but—
… no, never mind. forget it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m—
(erase.)
I swear I used to have a voice. // a shape. a name.
but you pressed your hands into my skull, // said, No, you’re remembering wrong.
said, I love you. Don’t you trust me? / (the knife is in my hands now.)
I— / I don’t know anymore. / I—
(you don’t know anymore.)
(again.)
...
(no, you’re just sensitive.) / (I didn’t mean it like that.)
(but you said—) / but you said— / but—
… no, never mind. forget it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m—
(erase.)
I swear I used to have a voice. // a shape. a name.
but you pressed your hands into my skull, // said, No, you’re remembering wrong.
said, I love you. Don’t you trust me? / (the knife is in my hands now.)
I— / I don’t know anymore. / I—
(you don’t know anymore.)
(again.)
...
#anxiety
#apathy
#emptiness #frustration
#emptiness #frustration
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 5:20am
7th Mar 2025 5:20am
one of those days (parenting edition)
It's been one of those mornings
where my kiddo wants to throw down
over every little thing
And like every other bad day
the only cure
is silliness
We've had tickle cuddles
played the "where's your beautiful face?"
version of peek-a-boo
and made fairy bread for breakfast
because if sugar doesn't cure grumpiness
it shouldn't exist
My parental nerves are frayed
and I really shouldn't be drinking
a third cup of coffee
but in the absence of any real
mind altering substance ...
where my kiddo wants to throw down
over every little thing
And like every other bad day
the only cure
is silliness
We've had tickle cuddles
played the "where's your beautiful face?"
version of peek-a-boo
and made fairy bread for breakfast
because if sugar doesn't cure grumpiness
it shouldn't exist
My parental nerves are frayed
and I really shouldn't be drinking
a third cup of coffee
but in the absence of any real
mind altering substance ...
#anxiety
#children
#family #frustration
#family #frustration
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 10:39pm
6th Mar 2025 10:39pm
resting bitch face values
You walk in
disturb me from whatever I'm doing
to ask me why I'm wearing
my "depressed face" again
like I swapped a smile and lazy bed hair
for some emo eye make up
and a hair sprayed birds nest
No matter how many times
I tell you it's my "thinking face"
or "creative processing face"
or you know, just my actual
fucking usual face
when it's existing
in it's natural state
all you see is black skies
and storm clouds
streaked with lighting
and brimming with...
disturb me from whatever I'm doing
to ask me why I'm wearing
my "depressed face" again
like I swapped a smile and lazy bed hair
for some emo eye make up
and a hair sprayed birds nest
No matter how many times
I tell you it's my "thinking face"
or "creative processing face"
or you know, just my actual
fucking usual face
when it's existing
in it's natural state
all you see is black skies
and storm clouds
streaked with lighting
and brimming with...
#conflict
#frustration
#relationships
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 4:42am
6th Mar 2025 4:42am
The Art Of The Deal
Shed your countrys blood
Give away all your land
We'll take away your minerals
Do you understand
No promises for your people
There are no guarantees
You should be more grateful
And begging on your knees
For protection we won't promise
Our word's no longer good
But unless you want WW3
We recommend that you should
Surrender to this exortion
What choices do you have
You don't have the cards
You must want a bloodbath
It's our plan to make money
And pad our...
Give away all your land
We'll take away your minerals
Do you understand
No promises for your people
There are no guarantees
You should be more grateful
And begging on your knees
For protection we won't promise
Our word's no longer good
But unless you want WW3
We recommend that you should
Surrender to this exortion
What choices do you have
You don't have the cards
You must want a bloodbath
It's our plan to make money
And pad our...
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness #shame
#sadness #shame
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AmyMMosier
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 8:57pm
5th Mar 2025 8:57pm
Triolet #3
For the favor of people and greed
I will not bring shame to my namesake.
A believer's crown, they don't esteem;
For the favor of people and greed
They lie and do a hideous deed
But take heart – enjoy what's good and straight
For the favor of people and greed
Will only bring shame to your namesake.
I will not bring shame to my namesake.
A believer's crown, they don't esteem;
For the favor of people and greed
They lie and do a hideous deed
But take heart – enjoy what's good and straight
For the favor of people and greed
Will only bring shame to your namesake.
#frustration
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 9:58am
5th Mar 2025 9:58am
the worst cure
The worst of cures
He had bought a flat in a new apartment bloc still not ready for the buyers, but since it was Sunday, he drove to the building to have a look risky surgery and worried he might live long enough to move into his new home in time
A lift had been installed took it up to the seventh floor, flat looked roomy although it had no floor or windows there was a terrace without railing on the terrace he took in the view, could see the bay and the ocean, the sun warmed his face
Suddenly, he burped, had a blob of something foul in his mouth which spat out in...
He had bought a flat in a new apartment bloc still not ready for the buyers, but since it was Sunday, he drove to the building to have a look risky surgery and worried he might live long enough to move into his new home in time
A lift had been installed took it up to the seventh floor, flat looked roomy although it had no floor or windows there was a terrace without railing on the terrace he took in the view, could see the bay and the ocean, the sun warmed his face
Suddenly, he burped, had a blob of something foul in his mouth which spat out in...
#emptiness
#fear
#frustration
#greed
#grief
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:29pm
2nd Mar 2025 7:29pm
Waste, Fraud and Abuse
yes...
there is waste,
fraud and abuse
in Washington
just look at
the Senate,
Congress
and the
White House
there is waste,
fraud and abuse
in Washington
just look at
the Senate,
Congress
and the
White House
#frustration
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4 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:03am
2nd Mar 2025 7:03am
A Mouth Full of Blood
You came to me in broken bloom,
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 7:36am
28th Feb 2025 7:36am
With Each Day
I wonder
as I sit up late
only got a couple hours sleep
and I have work in the morning
maybe this week has just been rough
the last thing I needed
was some self righteous prick
talking to me about how great they are
yet, when it's time to prove it
it's almost laughable how badly you fail
but it goes right over your head
standing there so proud of yourself
looking at me for some kind of approval
and maybe I should just force a grin
would of been easier
if I didn't deal with this shit
time and time again ...
as I sit up late
only got a couple hours sleep
and I have work in the morning
maybe this week has just been rough
the last thing I needed
was some self righteous prick
talking to me about how great they are
yet, when it's time to prove it
it's almost laughable how badly you fail
but it goes right over your head
standing there so proud of yourself
looking at me for some kind of approval
and maybe I should just force a grin
would of been easier
if I didn't deal with this shit
time and time again ...
#conflict
#frustration
#job
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 10:53pm
25th Feb 2025 10:53pm
The Rattlesnake Parable
He called me high tension.
As though the random violent outbursts.
Off my meds.
Weren't normal for me.
They say, get off em, you don't need them.
You're not crazy.
Then when I do the depression takes over.
And the delusions.
And the paranoia.
And the rage.
I impulsively lash out at everyone.
A danger to myself and other people.
A sheafed knife.
Tight water surface.
Chaotic and impulsive.
Reading the worst into what you're saying.
Any excuse for my euphoria.
When the hate takes over.
...
As though the random violent outbursts.
Off my meds.
Weren't normal for me.
They say, get off em, you don't need them.
You're not crazy.
Then when I do the depression takes over.
And the delusions.
And the paranoia.
And the rage.
I impulsively lash out at everyone.
A danger to myself and other people.
A sheafed knife.
Tight water surface.
Chaotic and impulsive.
Reading the worst into what you're saying.
Any excuse for my euphoria.
When the hate takes over.
...
#anger
#despair
#frustration
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 11:18pm
21st Feb 2025 11:18pm
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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