Angriness Poems | Examples


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To Really Hurt

Seems like life just doesn't quit!
Here's one, within my hearts tick.

Where do I begin?
Where it rips up underneath my skin?

Just when I thought I was so aware,
another obstacle that doesn't care.

Being strong was last on my mind.
Only angriness, why? for being kind?

Lingering, I was in my sorrow, 
blinded to what holds tomorrow.

Revenge sounded at it's sweetest--
but I was just being tested.

Now, I found my greatest weapon,
my reward, just doing nothing.

I gained more strength from it all,
by walking away and standing tall!

And Fire

Please do not leave me in the ocean of pain and fire
Grave is your angriness, the hell of chain and fire

What I got after crossing limits you established in world
The lust which was of no use, all in vain and fire

The each and every suggestion you have in mind, is crazy
What is real? I'm sure you can not pertain and fire

Do you remember the soft moment when you were my mate in bed?
We wandered and loved whether 'twas thick rain and fire

What is religion you can't perceive, keep in heart, dead spirited
The comprehension is in need of arcane and fire

Smile is fake, after you the heart says "am not happy"
Friends of night after you 're just cocaine and fire

January 20, 2023

Premium Member Grandmas Know

He was everything her daddy had warned her against,
Before daddy left them for a young floozy.
His black leather jacket enhanced his angriness.
Everything about him made her a bit woozy.
Stay away from that wild thing, her mother warned.
When it came to her daughter, she was rather choosy.
I’d snap that one up in a pink minute, Grandma said.
He’s danger on a stick, a fascinating doozy!


Plagarize Holy Happiness

Poke holes in clouds
Hammer the happiness
Rip my curtains 
Flood out the angriness

Curse my name
Couple my drunken state
Struggle with luggage claim
Just sit and wait

Manage my mind
Structure my consequences
Take a stand 
Nothing but skin senses

Mark me with your matter
Catch the healing 
Don’t have to get along
Its what’s you’re concealing

Scan the volunteers
Purvey the waiters
Sweat stains 
Line the walls like a dictator

Walls paper-thin
Hear the moaning
Climax induced dream trip
Better safeguard your heart with zoning

Pull threads 
Try an unseal me
I’m holding on
Scared you’ll forfeit and agree

The Glasshouse

A stairway that leads to the white borders,
Of edges pointed where condensation forms.
Untainted transparency reflects the glaring Sun,
At the side cushions of white and brown
- a tired mind's sanctuary.
Stilted conversations fly across spilled drinks,
Become waste with a price unreasoned.
Men and women sit alike but have unlike minds,
Choke on bitter tea upon nostrils they spit.
Black souls served behind the counter,
Plastered confidentiality jealousy arises might,
For alas one hands a slice of chocolate cake
To a girl of crippling thoughts; alone, desolated
Tongue twisted around the fork her heart quickened 
Tripping guilt lies on the plate she ate at previous.
Angriness burned bright fueled by unlike minds,
Reflections obvious once darkness spread fast,
Acid of sweetness churned in her stomach,
Fullness unbearable calls the unwanted desire
To leave the Glasshouse, to go home and purge.
Somehow their eyes met and he smiled
Was it wrongful for her to feel glee, 
So tad yet so pure?

The God Hole

The God hole within you and me is worth more
Than silver or gold, that can only be filled by God.
No instant gratification and fleeting pleasures of this
World, can sustain, fulfill, and satisfy us within.

Make no mistake the God of the universe designed us
That way, the same road that leads us astray will bring us back
Home again some day. No pit too deep, no road too wide, 
Make no excuses, so be it, you may run, but you cannot hide.

The God hole never decreases, can’t be stopped up with 
Angriness, bitterness, and strife, the God hole set apart
Only to be filled by God alone. As bee gives honey, and
The clouds open to rain, the God hole in every human being
 Can only be filled by the sovereign God who lives and reigns.


These Things

Sometimes I think 
What can I do? 
Before I sink 
What can I change? 
Within my self 
I cannot change what is true 

I cannot hide the weaknesses, 
in my self too 
Nor can I conquer, 
such self loathing 
I live with such things 
What can I do? 

The angriness inside, 
a bitter pill to swallow 
You feel that there is no tomorrow 
Only here and now 
You tried.... 
and how! 

You cannot try, 
to hide it all 
You must get by, 
before you fall 

Such weaknesses, 
I found 
Such strength , 
other things too 

I cannot hide the strengths, 
in my self too 
They will conquer 
My weaknesses... 
This is true 

For, true things 
lie in the heart 
Beating true... 
I, will never fall 
For, these things ... 
Conquer all

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