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.
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 3:13pm
22nd Mar 2025 3:13pm
Real Talk
Ain't nobody interested,
In that petty shit,
You call friendship.
I just want some chips and dip.
Some balls and dick,
And Netflix.
Let me guess,
You're dyslexic?
Stupid bitch.
Hmpf!
In that petty shit,
You call friendship.
I just want some chips and dip.
Some balls and dick,
And Netflix.
Let me guess,
You're dyslexic?
Stupid bitch.
Hmpf!
#anger
#CallToAction
#frustration #honesty
#frustration #honesty
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 3:46am
21st Mar 2025 3:46am
A Tale As Old As f**king
I’ve brought my own table
as a pariah of deception and false light
I should shoulder my burdens alone
scraping worn out shoes on
melting asphalt
because there’s nothing more pathetic than a
down-bad-wannabe-troubadour
selling stolen kisses and broken promises
some nights the walls creep toward me
solemn crumbling gyprock bemoaning their lot
to hold it all up
while the bed is an iced-tundra of loneliness
so I wake before the dawn
saddle my burdens in a beat up truck
watch...
as a pariah of deception and false light
I should shoulder my burdens alone
scraping worn out shoes on
melting asphalt
because there’s nothing more pathetic than a
down-bad-wannabe-troubadour
selling stolen kisses and broken promises
some nights the walls creep toward me
solemn crumbling gyprock bemoaning their lot
to hold it all up
while the bed is an iced-tundra of loneliness
so I wake before the dawn
saddle my burdens in a beat up truck
watch...
#dark
#frustration
#heartbroken
187 reads
3 Comments
56ApacheLove
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 6:06pm
19th Mar 2025 6:06pm
Kick Rocks Robin Hood
Once again enrich the pockets of the rich while the lower end get your crumbs.
Persecute the homeless, go on...ship them off too.
An embarrassment to what? Who?
They are someone's children, could be your own.
How is it that the government stole so much money through lies and corruption you claim and yet the only people who are gonna benefit from it in refund form are those on the higher end pay?
Touch grass bastards! Better yet, try on a
Pair of tennis shoes bought once every two years because you only make 25k a year, yet work your ass off to keep the...
Persecute the homeless, go on...ship them off too.
An embarrassment to what? Who?
They are someone's children, could be your own.
How is it that the government stole so much money through lies and corruption you claim and yet the only people who are gonna benefit from it in refund form are those on the higher end pay?
Touch grass bastards! Better yet, try on a
Pair of tennis shoes bought once every two years because you only make 25k a year, yet work your ass off to keep the...
#anger
#frustration
62 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 11:04pm
16th Mar 2025 11:04pm
Sometimes it's necessary
There will come a time when we have to learn, how to navigate through the process of a broken heart, 💔 that will leave behind the foot prints of hurt 😞 and the sorrow of pain. That will come in the form, of the pure silent of your loneliness, that brings tears in the dark of the night. For sometimes we have to take in account, that nothing really last forever, yet sometimes they return as they never left you alone. Sometimes it is necessary to understand, that what will be will be more important than you think it is to you. Sometimes when things come back to you, it is not by...
#confusion
#despair
#frustration
#hope
#love
102 reads
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drivelicious13
alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 10:53pm
13th Mar 2025 10:53pm
It Seems like I should write....... a POEM ?!?
It Seems .................
like I should write
a POEM
where should I go?
Into Love?
Sex?
Surprise?
Betrayal?
unexpected risk?
elusive Success?
the possibility of folly
the light
at end
of a Conqueror's tunnel?
why a poem?
why not merely live?
create and destroy
with every move
like every single
organism groping clumsily ...
like I should write
a POEM
where should I go?
Into Love?
Sex?
Surprise?
Betrayal?
unexpected risk?
elusive Success?
the possibility of folly
the light
at end
of a Conqueror's tunnel?
why a poem?
why not merely live?
create and destroy
with every move
like every single
organism groping clumsily ...
#anxiety
#frustration
#regret
#responsibility
#SelfWorth
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mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 6:47pm
12th Mar 2025 6:47pm
the f**king taboo of monday
#frustration
#love
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 7:48am
12th Mar 2025 7:48am
I'm Broken.
I'm always on the verge of another.
Breakdown.
Feeling my soul extricate itself.
From the premises.
Absent mindedly.
I stare into the darkness.
The permutations of my hallucinations.
Swirl in the darkness.
Lights in the dark.
Or is it
the blood coursing through my eyes.
Fluctuating in spasmodic undulations.
Something moving in a shadow.
A face my brain places into the dark.
Patterns associated with mind states.
Anger, depression, empitness.
It's all just such.
A trick of the mind. ...
Breakdown.
Feeling my soul extricate itself.
From the premises.
Absent mindedly.
I stare into the darkness.
The permutations of my hallucinations.
Swirl in the darkness.
Lights in the dark.
Or is it
the blood coursing through my eyes.
Fluctuating in spasmodic undulations.
Something moving in a shadow.
A face my brain places into the dark.
Patterns associated with mind states.
Anger, depression, empitness.
It's all just such.
A trick of the mind. ...
#dark
#despair
#frustration
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doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 9:53pm
8th Mar 2025 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
104 reads
1 Comment
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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4 Comments
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
142 reads
6 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 4:42am
6th Mar 2025 4:42am
The Art Of The Steal
Shed your country's 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 extortion
What choices do you have
You don't have the cards
You must want a bloodbath ...
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 extortion
What choices do you have
You don't have the cards
You must want a bloodbath ...
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness #shame
#sadness #shame
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