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.
DevilsChild
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:01am
Yesterday 11:01am
My Own Master
#anger
#frustration
#SelfWorth
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:21am
Yesterday 7:21am
Accusation's Praise
On the offense in my mind
My heart is under residual attack
Trying to find a way to shift my paradigm
And gain some sense of solace back
I feel the weight of life
Price gouging my lungs for every breath of air
As I go under the knife
I dissect every thought to be displayed in a gallery of prayer
Musings of a bitter reminisce
I speak blessing in place of every curse that I dismiss
To repeal the dead affection of a betrayer’s kiss
Speaking words of life in place of every word of death that I resist
And yet such pain...
My heart is under residual attack
Trying to find a way to shift my paradigm
And gain some sense of solace back
I feel the weight of life
Price gouging my lungs for every breath of air
As I go under the knife
I dissect every thought to be displayed in a gallery of prayer
Musings of a bitter reminisce
I speak blessing in place of every curse that I dismiss
To repeal the dead affection of a betrayer’s kiss
Speaking words of life in place of every word of death that I resist
And yet such pain...
#anger
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#frustration
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red_speck
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 8:10pm
10th Apr 2021 8:10pm
Harmonious loss of composure
Can you see yourself?
Set in the crowded room.
That moment the screams are louder than they ever have been before.
You'll try to hold on tight,
at least for tonight.
Beg and plead as they rise.
Groveling before shadows,
too stubborn to let go.
The gravest mistake that echoes
at the loss of your own voice.
It's too early to leave.
Senseless repetition,
Amongst resonating shame.
Lights out.
Words falter at the explanation.
Pretending to be alive.
Dim, the branches will bend.
Back...
Set in the crowded room.
That moment the screams are louder than they ever have been before.
You'll try to hold on tight,
at least for tonight.
Beg and plead as they rise.
Groveling before shadows,
too stubborn to let go.
The gravest mistake that echoes
at the loss of your own voice.
It's too early to leave.
Senseless repetition,
Amongst resonating shame.
Lights out.
Words falter at the explanation.
Pretending to be alive.
Dim, the branches will bend.
Back...
#regret
#frustration
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 3:14am
9th Apr 2021 3:14am
Note to self (811)
Too much morality
Can choke you
To death.
The Holier Than Thou
Stuff
Can stiff you so
So much so
That you cut yourself
From life's
Pleasure.
Can choke you
To death.
The Holier Than Thou
Stuff
Can stiff you so
So much so
That you cut yourself
From life's
Pleasure.
#anger
#frustration
28 reads
4 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 2:23am
8th Apr 2021 2:23am
I Am Not Your Enemy
What is this will to criticize
When presumption is a gun that fires both ways
All we are is mirrors
And you hate what you see
But in truth
It may just as soon be something in yourself
That you despise about me
Pick a fight as you demonize
As I hang on my own tongue
Are you so victorious for finding out I'm human
Drawing blood from idol "gods"
The pedestals we place each-other on
Disappointed to come terms with imperfection
Sabotaged by expectation, I can't beat you to rejection
Inadequacy of...
When presumption is a gun that fires both ways
All we are is mirrors
And you hate what you see
But in truth
It may just as soon be something in yourself
That you despise about me
Pick a fight as you demonize
As I hang on my own tongue
Are you so victorious for finding out I'm human
Drawing blood from idol "gods"
The pedestals we place each-other on
Disappointed to come terms with imperfection
Sabotaged by expectation, I can't beat you to rejection
Inadequacy of...
#anger
#love
#spiritual
#frustration
#confusion
38 reads
2 Comments
bandit
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 10:13pm
7th Apr 2021 10:13pm
pain (she fully love me )
most times when we think of pain
its those that come from
cuts burns scrapes and brakes
most times these are temporary
other pain is not so evident
there's no know medication
the pain love can bring
the sting of loving someone
the lack of return their from
with a double down shot to the heart
they say I love you, not as deep as you do
there is no trauma involved
just a guarded heart from the start
like a sculpture I have chipped away
her heart to fully open opened
after 38 years of marriage
she...
its those that come from
cuts burns scrapes and brakes
most times these are temporary
other pain is not so evident
there's no know medication
the pain love can bring
the sting of loving someone
the lack of return their from
with a double down shot to the heart
they say I love you, not as deep as you do
there is no trauma involved
just a guarded heart from the start
like a sculpture I have chipped away
her heart to fully open opened
after 38 years of marriage
she...
#grief
#heartbroken
#frustration
#disappointment
#bittersweet
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 3:32pm
7th Apr 2021 3:32pm
daze of one's "life"
living....hardly because of will power;
but because the human body fights to sustain itself....until it can't....
this is a large portion of one's subconscious thought process throughout most days....
wearing a blank stare expression; one's energy is low, surroundings are dim instead of glow....
one feels no point of waking up in the morning....yet it's beyond one's control....
one wishes it were easy, to freely let go....
but damnit it isn't....
...
but because the human body fights to sustain itself....until it can't....
this is a large portion of one's subconscious thought process throughout most days....
wearing a blank stare expression; one's energy is low, surroundings are dim instead of glow....
one feels no point of waking up in the morning....yet it's beyond one's control....
one wishes it were easy, to freely let go....
but damnit it isn't....
...
#depression
#frustration
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MartenHoyle
Marten Hoyle
Marten Hoyle
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 2:32am
6th Apr 2021 2:32am
Poem
I can see the farther field,
Through twilight in your eyes.
I sought a separate hue.
And the world kept singing
As if the bells had stopped ringing
On the snows of my breathless gaze.
I breathed the hurt upon my lies.
Trying to be a new world was so dark.
I felt the dew upon the stars,
As though the promise of a spring in Heaven
But the sun upon my face was poison,
And the road to horizons but a dream.
In another time, before the past was new
I believed I saw the light that guides
Drowning in the river of my...
Through twilight in your eyes.
I sought a separate hue.
And the world kept singing
As if the bells had stopped ringing
On the snows of my breathless gaze.
I breathed the hurt upon my lies.
Trying to be a new world was so dark.
I felt the dew upon the stars,
As though the promise of a spring in Heaven
But the sun upon my face was poison,
And the road to horizons but a dream.
In another time, before the past was new
I believed I saw the light that guides
Drowning in the river of my...
#anger
#hate
#frustration
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Eerie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 5:56pm
5th Apr 2021 5:56pm
An Ode to the {Frustration} of Verbal Articulation
The tongue, a great articulator
of speech, ties itself into knots.
Chest heaves with effort, frantically
suppressing defiant screams.
Stammering brain wildly searches word
patterns, bewildered responses cause
quickening heart rhythms, nervously
instructing legs to flee.
Inhalation through nostrils, exhalation
pleads for reprieve. Eyes bead—
threatening presentations, molded by anger.
of speech, ties itself into knots.
Chest heaves with effort, frantically
suppressing defiant screams.
Stammering brain wildly searches word
patterns, bewildered responses cause
quickening heart rhythms, nervously
instructing legs to flee.
Inhalation through nostrils, exhalation
pleads for reprieve. Eyes bead—
threatening presentations, molded by anger.
#frustration
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Oslynray
Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 4:23pm
3rd Apr 2021 4:23pm
DND
Why do you keep calling me?
Knowing you won’t act right?
I guess this time is suppose to be different,
After all...
That’s what you said right?
I’m guessing you went & grew up
In just few months’ time,
As I write this, I’m rolling me eyes:
We both know that’s a lie.
So WHY?
Why do you keep bothering me?
Knowing that you’re not capable to be what I need.
Guess you like to check in here and there to see,
See if you still got it:
Whenever your childish Ego needs to feed.
Because my words hold no...
Knowing you won’t act right?
I guess this time is suppose to be different,
After all...
That’s what you said right?
I’m guessing you went & grew up
In just few months’ time,
As I write this, I’m rolling me eyes:
We both know that’s a lie.
So WHY?
Why do you keep bothering me?
Knowing that you’re not capable to be what I need.
Guess you like to check in here and there to see,
See if you still got it:
Whenever your childish Ego needs to feed.
Because my words hold no...
#relationships
#breakup
#frustration
25 reads
4 Comments
MgAl
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 2:33pm
3rd Apr 2021 2:33pm
Quiet
Quiet is a scream heard only by you,
hoarse and unintelligible anguish,
impacting sound-proof self-protection,
thus no one reacts or responds,
for they hear nothing.
Quiet is words spoken by others,
dictated as truth to which you acquiesce,
written scripts pouring so-called heart,
when not a breath of these volumes
were a creation of your voice.
Quiet is an eternal mind-war,
your inner sanctum's walls clawed to pulp,
stinging...
hoarse and unintelligible anguish,
impacting sound-proof self-protection,
thus no one reacts or responds,
for they hear nothing.
Quiet is words spoken by others,
dictated as truth to which you acquiesce,
written scripts pouring so-called heart,
when not a breath of these volumes
were a creation of your voice.
Quiet is an eternal mind-war,
your inner sanctum's walls clawed to pulp,
stinging...
#anxiety
#silence
#frustration
28 reads
2 Comments
Ronethone
Kieron
Kieron
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 00:01am
3rd Apr 2021 00:01am
Solace and Tremendous Patience / Abandon Flesh/ Abandon Quarantine.
Sour echoes of innocence lost,
Permeates into untouched porcelain skin uncarved by desire.
The pale motion of trembling lips, blubbering lullabies
'Neath a waterfall of tears
Staining the cheeks from emotional wounds so dear.
Only to be left staring at the deserts of palm, from holden hands lost.
What can be touched now? What feeling can be grasped here?
Does it matter when there is no place, no desire?
And the Universe proclaimed to be nothing more than a poet,
And sheer laughter was spent before and cost nothing more,
By...
Permeates into untouched porcelain skin uncarved by desire.
The pale motion of trembling lips, blubbering lullabies
'Neath a waterfall of tears
Staining the cheeks from emotional wounds so dear.
Only to be left staring at the deserts of palm, from holden hands lost.
What can be touched now? What feeling can be grasped here?
Does it matter when there is no place, no desire?
And the Universe proclaimed to be nothing more than a poet,
And sheer laughter was spent before and cost nothing more,
By...
#anger
#dark
#frustration
28 reads
3 Comments
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