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.
Legions Of The Spare
I carry no flag
Don’t bleed red or blue
If your down then begin bowing
Nonsensical to the end
Black and white
The thrill you can’t fulfill
Self made man says never hunger
Cause we all get hungry
It’s the truth to some degree
Your owned
Sinking a little more
Where you land is the cost
Your turned
But you won’t profit
Live on what they defecate
Those committed
Their hands in your pockets
Wearing suits and blues on parade
Elected by the bloodshed
Thank the elite...
Don’t bleed red or blue
If your down then begin bowing
Nonsensical to the end
Black and white
The thrill you can’t fulfill
Self made man says never hunger
Cause we all get hungry
It’s the truth to some degree
Your owned
Sinking a little more
Where you land is the cost
Your turned
But you won’t profit
Live on what they defecate
Those committed
Their hands in your pockets
Wearing suits and blues on parade
Elected by the bloodshed
Thank the elite...
#frustration
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If ever
If I was ever stopped by the cops
For jaywalking
My speech was all prepared.
''What? Don't you have anything better to do?
No bandits to chase?
No drug lord to apprehend?
No street gang to deal with?''
So I got caught
She wrote the ticket
She gave me the ticket
She said ''have a nice day''
Went back to her patrol car
And all along, the real chicken shit that I am
Kept his mouth tightly shut.
For jaywalking
My speech was all prepared.
''What? Don't you have anything better to do?
No bandits to chase?
No drug lord to apprehend?
No street gang to deal with?''
So I got caught
She wrote the ticket
She gave me the ticket
She said ''have a nice day''
Went back to her patrol car
And all along, the real chicken shit that I am
Kept his mouth tightly shut.
#frustration
#fear
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Tempus Fugit
Autumn explodes,
in the pupils of the eyes,
yellow and tasty.
Autumn scares our skin
with its magic fingers
of chills and dry leaves.
Autumn explores our fur
with its breezes.
heat of the embers
of sleeping fireplaces.
Autumn dawns.
The poem opens.
The wings open.
The beaks are opened.
Flowers open.
The eyes narrow.
Ears open.
Open doors, letters.
Open secret diaries.
Open wounds.
Over the waters the mist rises.
Days and waves raise cathedrals.
The trains pass.
Losses pass. ...
in the pupils of the eyes,
yellow and tasty.
Autumn scares our skin
with its magic fingers
of chills and dry leaves.
Autumn explores our fur
with its breezes.
heat of the embers
of sleeping fireplaces.
Autumn dawns.
The poem opens.
The wings open.
The beaks are opened.
Flowers open.
The eyes narrow.
Ears open.
Open doors, letters.
Open secret diaries.
Open wounds.
Over the waters the mist rises.
Days and waves raise cathedrals.
The trains pass.
Losses pass. ...
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration #disappointment
#frustration #disappointment
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Like I need a reason
I don’t need Zak Bagans
to tell me I’m the ghost haunting my house
not too worry
I gearing up
for my second act
I’m going to change the paint on my face
fucking destroy everything around me
before I burn down the place
It’s never intentional
but I am a woman
and I’m told we can be quite
Irrational
to tell me I’m the ghost haunting my house
not too worry
I gearing up
for my second act
I’m going to change the paint on my face
fucking destroy everything around me
before I burn down the place
It’s never intentional
but I am a woman
and I’m told we can be quite
Irrational
#frustration
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Eggs tossed.
Eggs are a weapon of choice
So are tomatoes (or tom-hey-toes, depending)
But eggs I find slimier
When thrown at the ugly face
Of that despised politician,
Love to watch the yellowish goo
Drip down the collar of his navy-blue five-thousand dollars suit,
A dash of rather orange ending on his silk red tie
Love to see the stunned reaction on the idiot's face
A guy with that greasy hair look
And indeed a guy who just walked out of that
Greasy Spoon joint across the street
Where he had the decency to have an order
Of Grits and...
So are tomatoes (or tom-hey-toes, depending)
But eggs I find slimier
When thrown at the ugly face
Of that despised politician,
Love to watch the yellowish goo
Drip down the collar of his navy-blue five-thousand dollars suit,
A dash of rather orange ending on his silk red tie
Love to see the stunned reaction on the idiot's face
A guy with that greasy hair look
And indeed a guy who just walked out of that
Greasy Spoon joint across the street
Where he had the decency to have an order
Of Grits and...
#regret
#frustration
#despair #disappointment
#despair #disappointment
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He dared so he died.
He had the gall
Even the audacity to
Destroy my Beef Bourguignon
Adding a cheap rutgut wine
Rather than a classy red
Eventually ruining the taste and
Damaging many taste buds.
Such an insult to a Chef's delights
On what was to be a special night
He must have lost his mind or
Erred willingly - but why?
Damage control was required
Instant reprisal a must
Excalibur the special knife was used and a
Definite exit to Valhalla or Hell for him.
Even the audacity to
Destroy my Beef Bourguignon
Adding a cheap rutgut wine
Rather than a classy red
Eventually ruining the taste and
Damaging many taste buds.
Such an insult to a Chef's delights
On what was to be a special night
He must have lost his mind or
Erred willingly - but why?
Damage control was required
Instant reprisal a must
Excalibur the special knife was used and a
Definite exit to Valhalla or Hell for him.
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration #disappointment
#frustration #disappointment
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turning to stone
i listen
to the secret
of her laughter,
displaying
my sobriety
like melodies,
like soft brushstrokes
in an exhausting
fight,
i give up
and try to walk away.
to the secret
of her laughter,
displaying
my sobriety
like melodies,
like soft brushstrokes
in an exhausting
fight,
i give up
and try to walk away.
#anger
#frustration
#confusion
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Get Over It! You Divorced Him Remember?
I am pissed...
Your words like knives from a fire breathing dragon.
Hate as black as coal and a mouth to project it.
If I wasn't a christian I'd tell you where to go!
You're so jealous of your ex-husbands new love that you can only bring up how he was trash to you...really?
No, you are jealous! Your eyes are turning green dear.
Did he ever call you baby? Lol
Did he ever keep his hand on your leg in reassurance that he was there?
No, he drank himself into oblivion every night, and now the full story is being told.
I'd drink into oblivion too if I...
Your words like knives from a fire breathing dragon.
Hate as black as coal and a mouth to project it.
If I wasn't a christian I'd tell you where to go!
You're so jealous of your ex-husbands new love that you can only bring up how he was trash to you...really?
No, you are jealous! Your eyes are turning green dear.
Did he ever call you baby? Lol
Did he ever keep his hand on your leg in reassurance that he was there?
No, he drank himself into oblivion every night, and now the full story is being told.
I'd drink into oblivion too if I...
#frustration
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The calm before the storm
This was getting to be enough.
Heated arguments
Endless verbal fights.
Calmly she retreated
Always. Wanting to avoid
Long and endless debates
Mulling ways to find a way out.
But he would not back down
Eroding her patience with his constant nagging
Forever finding faults with all
Over and over the same tired issues
Refusing to see her side of the story
Ending his evenings away at the pub.
This she could tolerate
However, not the fists over her body
Ending with bruised ribs.
So one night...
Heated arguments
Endless verbal fights.
Calmly she retreated
Always. Wanting to avoid
Long and endless debates
Mulling ways to find a way out.
But he would not back down
Eroding her patience with his constant nagging
Forever finding faults with all
Over and over the same tired issues
Refusing to see her side of the story
Ending his evenings away at the pub.
This she could tolerate
However, not the fists over her body
Ending with bruised ribs.
So one night...
#dark
#frustration
#despair #fear
#despair #fear
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So, what your saying is....
Still ain't getting laid
Nice poem though.
Nice poem though.
#frustration
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Right person, wrong time
Do you ever find
That you meet the right person
At the wrong time
That you have a connection
Of the mind
Your bond grows stronger
And it shines
So Bright when Mutual
Feelings unwind
Getting so caught up
You go blind
Only for reality to hit
And you find
Even though she's
One of a kind
She's not mine.....
That you meet the right person
At the wrong time
That you have a connection
Of the mind
Your bond grows stronger
And it shines
So Bright when Mutual
Feelings unwind
Getting so caught up
You go blind
Only for reality to hit
And you find
Even though she's
One of a kind
She's not mine.....
#relationships
#frustration
#bittersweet
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That's when the cookies crumbled
That was to be
Her day of Glory
At the Food Fair's
Truffles et Plus
'Show of the year
With her wagon full of goodies
How proud she was that
Even daughter Dorothy loved,
Nuts and almond and all
The road was clear
Headway she made
Exiting at the interchange
Circling part of the way
Out at the west side
Over the speed bumps
Knowing each inch of the way
Intending to be most careful
Emoting at the idea of losing
Sophie being such a strong opponent.
Considering that her...
Her day of Glory
At the Food Fair's
Truffles et Plus
'Show of the year
With her wagon full of goodies
How proud she was that
Even daughter Dorothy loved,
Nuts and almond and all
The road was clear
Headway she made
Exiting at the interchange
Circling part of the way
Out at the west side
Over the speed bumps
Knowing each inch of the way
Intending to be most careful
Emoting at the idea of losing
Sophie being such a strong opponent.
Considering that her...
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration #fear
#frustration #fear
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DU Poetry : Poems about Frustration