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.
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 8:43pm
8th Nov 2024 8:43pm
Unbeknownst
I didn’t know that it would hurt so much,
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration #shame
#frustration #shame
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RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 11:11pm
7th Nov 2024 11:11pm
Diary of an angry Blackman "
Why is it that the black people don't own the land or property on which they live!!
Working hard everyday, in everyway just to give in order to be able to live!
Working the 1st Monday, Tuesday, an Wednesday, for the landlord then Thursday Working for Con-Ed, got me upset 😡 and fed!!
Fed-up with this mess and all this bullshit ass stress, then on Friday my day I'm working for myself just to have a payday!
To try and enjoy myself, an on my off day on a Saturday, soon as I take my first drink and whined up drunk, cops...
Working hard everyday, in everyway just to give in order to be able to live!
Working the 1st Monday, Tuesday, an Wednesday, for the landlord then Thursday Working for Con-Ed, got me upset 😡 and fed!!
Fed-up with this mess and all this bullshit ass stress, then on Friday my day I'm working for myself just to have a payday!
To try and enjoy myself, an on my off day on a Saturday, soon as I take my first drink and whined up drunk, cops...
#anger
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#frustration
#regret
113 reads
4 Comments
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 1:52pm
7th Nov 2024 1:52pm
The choice is mine
The choice is mine
If I want to continue to be a
Christian
The choice is mine
If I want to keep having
The friends I have
The choice is mine
If I will continue to pray
For my Father
The choice is mine
If I going to continue to
To take care of my health
Every single day
The choice is mine
What time I going to bed every
Night
If I want to continue to be a
Christian
The choice is mine
If I want to keep having
The friends I have
The choice is mine
If I will continue to pray
For my Father
The choice is mine
If I going to continue to
To take care of my health
Every single day
The choice is mine
What time I going to bed every
Night
#frustration
#grief
#rejection
#sadness
#shame
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 10:56am
7th Nov 2024 10:56am
The Pressure
Follow me into the room of hatred
Don't turn away don't close your eyes
Walk with me hand in hand to the end
Don't hide your face I see through your lies
The pressure
Pushing on me
Mistakes
Never give in never break
The hatred
Burning in me
The pain
Never give in, never break
Drown yourself in the name of a fake god
You think you're free you think you're right
Drown yourself in the name of nothing
You'll save yourself but through self sacrifice
Don't turn away don't close your eyes
Walk with me hand in hand to the end
Don't hide your face I see through your lies
The pressure
Pushing on me
Mistakes
Never give in never break
The hatred
Burning in me
The pain
Never give in, never break
Drown yourself in the name of a fake god
You think you're free you think you're right
Drown yourself in the name of nothing
You'll save yourself but through self sacrifice
#anger
#anxiety
#CallToAction
#frustration
#hate
131 reads
6 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
NOT ALL VAMPIRES SUCK BLOOD
Your gaze wanders through corridors of dead and living poets, devouring, slipping in like thieves at midnight—not for communion with the spirit’s insight, but to feast, to draw stolen breath and reshape it as your own, a mimicry born without debt to the muse, a hollow construct grasping for self acclaim, void of responsibility to its sources.
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
#anger
#art
#disappointment
#frustration
#morality
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 12:38pm
2nd Nov 2024 12:38pm
active billionaires
Active billionaires
We get tired of his face, which is a mirror
into his soul shows an obsession with self
has drowned his tender heart was
in agreement with the world around him
it is about power, the dislikeable want
to be loved, to show strength is second
best to be feared when love fails
overactive and exhaustive, he bothers
about things that are unimportant for
for us, but of vital interest his one road
self-centered intelligence, to be liked he
has to feign compassion for those he sees
as a loser and secretly...
We get tired of his face, which is a mirror
into his soul shows an obsession with self
has drowned his tender heart was
in agreement with the world around him
it is about power, the dislikeable want
to be loved, to show strength is second
best to be feared when love fails
overactive and exhaustive, he bothers
about things that are unimportant for
for us, but of vital interest his one road
self-centered intelligence, to be liked he
has to feign compassion for those he sees
as a loser and secretly...
#anger
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear
#frustration
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drone
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 10:55am
2nd Nov 2024 10:55am
Mirror in the bathroom. Please Talk Free
The best personal
Trainer
Life coach
Therapist
You could
Ever have
Is not hard to find
And it's free
But the problem is
Most people
Don't wonna listen
They just ignore them
They just
Wonna Look
For how does one
Change ones self
By changing the way
Other people
See you
By changing one's thinking
Its simple to do
And it will be
The hardest thing
YOU Will Ever Do
Trainer
Life coach
Therapist
You could
Ever have
Is not hard to find
And it's free
But the problem is
Most people
Don't wonna listen
They just ignore them
They just
Wonna Look
For how does one
Change ones self
By changing the way
Other people
See you
By changing one's thinking
Its simple to do
And it will be
The hardest thing
YOU Will Ever Do
#anxiety
#courage
#despair
#frustration
#strength
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Academic
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:39pm
1st Nov 2024 1:39pm
Yearning to be a grandparent and angered because your kids refuse your wish?
By Stanley Collymore
Another spin on this story of the
mother angered because her
two daughters are clearly
resolutely determined that they don't want
any children, therefore basically depriving
her of the grandchildren, she obsessively
wants is obviously this! It's actually, their
lives, not your own, that you simply lived
as you wanted to. So sensibly accord to
them the same right of choice! Besides,
the reality generally is, that people, who
theoretically, would actually undeniably
make discernibly superb...
Another spin on this story of the
mother angered because her
two daughters are clearly
resolutely determined that they don't want
any children, therefore basically depriving
her of the grandchildren, she obsessively
wants is obviously this! It's actually, their
lives, not your own, that you simply lived
as you wanted to. So sensibly accord to
them the same right of choice! Besides,
the reality generally is, that people, who
theoretically, would actually undeniably
make discernibly superb...
#anger
#disappointment
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:39pm
1st Nov 2024 1:39pm
Pitiful Souls
Pitiful souls living off crumbs,
hardly surviving alone,
mice digging from bedrock
sifting through debris for daily bread.
Pitiful souls joined in a nest of matrimony
in the name of stability and unity,
sharing scraps,
drawing near to fatality,
in a miserable race against time.
Pitiful souls chasing after copulation,
mindlessly delivering innocent lives
cradled at chaos’ doorstep,
lost embryos left to wander.
Pitiful souls giving birth
to more pitiful souls,
enduring wars,
ruthlessly...
hardly surviving alone,
mice digging from bedrock
sifting through debris for daily bread.
Pitiful souls joined in a nest of matrimony
in the name of stability and unity,
sharing scraps,
drawing near to fatality,
in a miserable race against time.
Pitiful souls chasing after copulation,
mindlessly delivering innocent lives
cradled at chaos’ doorstep,
lost embryos left to wander.
Pitiful souls giving birth
to more pitiful souls,
enduring wars,
ruthlessly...
#despair
#frustration
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 11:31am
1st Nov 2024 11:31am
The Negative side of Ai.
In google, i typed : AI generated poetry, and here what came.
uncountable websites of AI generated poetry with so many options,
and so i chose the first one that came on top of my search.
https://deepai.org/chat/what-is-ai
--I typed A Life of Rhyme, and all the world poetry fell down on me. the following are just example....
A Life of Rhyme
In gardens where the wildflowers sway,
A whispering wind beckons each day.
With laughter like sunlight, bright and warm,
Life dances around in a joyful form.
Each morning...
uncountable websites of AI generated poetry with so many options,
and so i chose the first one that came on top of my search.
https://deepai.org/chat/what-is-ai
--I typed A Life of Rhyme, and all the world poetry fell down on me. the following are just example....
A Life of Rhyme
In gardens where the wildflowers sway,
A whispering wind beckons each day.
With laughter like sunlight, bright and warm,
Life dances around in a joyful form.
Each morning...
#disappointment
#frustration
#rejection #shame
#rejection #shame
114 reads
14 Comments
Inside_Roare
Ivo
Ivo
Poem Published
27th Oct 2024 8:38pm
27th Oct 2024 8:38pm
Politics and reality
INSIDE ROARE
Politics and reality
How can you live with a calm face?
When everything is roaring inside, a storm is brewing.
You want to forget what you promised the children
he wanted to beg on his knees.
RF) Like a destructive current - boiling lava,
the world is burning behind me
Well, I don't choose, I take everything.
There is no compromise!
You must not allow children on earth to go hungry.
All women are beautiful, no one chooses.
Let life have one direction, or I will come.
RF) Like a destructive...
Politics and reality
How can you live with a calm face?
When everything is roaring inside, a storm is brewing.
You want to forget what you promised the children
he wanted to beg on his knees.
RF) Like a destructive current - boiling lava,
the world is burning behind me
Well, I don't choose, I take everything.
There is no compromise!
You must not allow children on earth to go hungry.
All women are beautiful, no one chooses.
Let life have one direction, or I will come.
RF) Like a destructive...
#anger
#dark
#despair
#frustration
#jealousy
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gracemarie
Poem Published
27th Oct 2024 3:03am
27th Oct 2024 3:03am
Listen
People who pass me on the street
or see me in a store
ask me how I'm doing
and walk away
not not even caring to know what I say
I say "I'm good" or "I'm okay"
Knowing that the truth is something
I can't say
Or could I?
What would happen if I told my deepest feelings
to a stranger passing by?
"Would thay stop to listen?" I wondered
so one day I tried
"How are you?" They asked
"Not good, I wanna die" I replied
They just walked away
without even hesitating ...
or see me in a store
ask me how I'm doing
and walk away
not not even caring to know what I say
I say "I'm good" or "I'm okay"
Knowing that the truth is something
I can't say
Or could I?
What would happen if I told my deepest feelings
to a stranger passing by?
"Would thay stop to listen?" I wondered
so one day I tried
"How are you?" They asked
"Not good, I wanna die" I replied
They just walked away
without even hesitating ...
#frustration
#kindness
#LifeStruggles #support
#LifeStruggles #support
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