Sympathy Anger Poems

"When the demons of hell send out their call - 
do they mention you by name ?     
  
Are you...

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Howl, I said, roar at the moon
Reign I said, cast upon the land
Fill me with fury, feel me with greed
For I am the coursing blood...

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Leonore was disliked, cast aside and ignored,
her rage increased with bizarre behavior:
why couldn't she be the eternal and idolized Queen?
And envy grew towards the more...

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My Life is a song sung in a 
series of repetitive inferior notes.
I’m unable to record mellow melodies, 
as my violin strings continually play 
with...

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You became a narcissist entitled manipulative and lazy 
you began to lie so much you did it on the daily 
wooing people over as you...

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The whiskey on your breath 
could make a small boy dizzy 
I taste a liquor never brewed”
Emily Dickinson's - The May Wine 

I am asking...

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Spit out the clot of revenge
that kills your voice, that dries up world sympathy.
You have the right to resist -- to a limit.
Transgress and you're...

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My life is playing out on the movie screen 
And I'm watching from the front row
Trying not to scream 
Holding back tears 
and trying not...

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Your "I love you" is like a noose
And your touch is
a touch too cruel
You swore you'd treat me apple pie sweet
I should've tasted the cyanide
Known...

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Who has been too lonely?
and looked for empathy?
People aren't treated fairly by society:
they'll do anything for
some moments shared together;
hey, sad heart come closer:
I'll make your...

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What am I doing?,
the strength of a real poet is to speak truth through words but most words I cannot pronounce,
 I struggle to recite...

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The Killing Fields”
Stepping across these bodies
Makes me ill

Pools of blood stitched
In the soles of my shoes       

Body parts dripping...

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Inspection took place February 17th, 2023...

At 1330 hours (indicated
courtesy notification slipped under door
less than twenty four hours)
hence foretold ill fate
by property (crooks and quade) management
the...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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