Angry Poems - Poems about Angry

Target via advertising Stupid firms and stupid brands Because such generalizing Does require intercept For the influence of moron For the psyches thus offense Does perform defense the function Very real thus defense Maxwell color wheel invention Wasn't meant for purpose this Any act will have redemption Suck it activism for peace Hex my wheel is much more nicer Isn't purposed for the firms Neither chips or...

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She was like a bull in the sunshine— angry one moment, then happy the next. That’s what Olivia was: the way she was with everyone. A short series of well- regulated emotional stability, followed by a long series of emotional outbursts. She was loved, and she was hated. She was kind, then she was cruel. But most of all, she was confused— confused about why people left her, confused about why she couldn’t stay happy,...

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They make the stereotype of the loud and angry black woman seem bad But why has nobody questioned who made us like that The language they use to belittle us Our mouths hand stitched with silence And the box of requirements we are shoved into Threatened by the mark of violence Yes I am loud and no I will never be...

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Love me, goddamn it, just love me. I know that I'm worthy or deserving of something, at least, don't make me have to get on my knees and beg again. Oh, wait, I forgot- I'm not allowed to be vulnerable. ...

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her eyes are blue her thoughts are green she rules with madness the snowball queen heightened anxiety her feelings are keen off with their heads says the snowball queen...

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cat claw marks on a tree long deep angry looking gouges a huge animal, possibly a leopard, tiger or lion I envision this beast sharpening her enormous claws maybe a velvety black puma with yellow eyes terrified, my hair stood straight up on end am I being watched from the shadows?...

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When you turn away from me, It feels unbearably lonely. When you’re upset with me, Your promise to never speak again— It drowns my heart in silent waves of sorrow. When you turn away from me, I pick a single flower to win your favor, Yet you gently toss it aside before accepting me again....

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When you have nobody you have somebody and that somebody is yourself. Because you’re all you’ve got. So why need anybody? Anybody being nobody. Nobody being somebody. Somebody being anybody. Somebody. Somebody. Somebody. Nobody. Nobody. Nobody. Anybody. Anybody. Anybody. Does anybody understand why the I feel like a nobody? Even though deep down I...

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Angry Conifers Trees in the avenue have a weird sense of humor Long roots cracking up finely laid cobble stone pavement Slightly bent easterly give pain in the lower trunk The younger trees bleat about older trees taking space Older trees show distain of needy trees no dignity Trees are silent lack imparting skills shake leaves ...

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I am not angry! The hare insisted, stomping his foot on my leg. The last time I was kicked this hard was in 1982 in Winipeg. Who said I am angry? He demanded, his face a thunder cloud. I did not dare answer this question to his face or aloud. Not angry at all! He yelled, as he threw...

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Raw, unfiltered anger, it’s all that I know. Constantly Aggravated by worthless pieces of scum that I struggle Getting off of my shoes. A nasty glare, a hostile retort, Everything and anything can, and will, fan the flame. After the infliction, what happens then? A swelling, a vicious, Nasty swelling in the throat. A horrible torrent of flames threatens to Destroy...

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Tornado is an enraged volatile angry woman Joplin never saw her coming; until she was upon them Her path was a mile wide and twenty miles long Was she seeking revenge? Angry with all humans? We will never know, but she did unbelievable damage. Joplin, Missouri lost many lives that day. Four thousand homes were destroyed. I cannot fathom the horror of...

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Sour mouth breathes life into words like empty husks Angry eyes beat the object of my obsession until he turns away Asks, “If I'm ok?” “I'm fine.” leaning towards him as my eyes glare bodies twisted in my mind She has no hate in her eyes I watch you move towards her You can't see me through the hollow boundaries I've created Angry...

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The house on the corner with the white swing Candles, wine and dreams The darkness that loneliness brings To forgotten mountains You no longer recall any of it We once wrote letters to strangers Pretending they were our friends But now we leave the candle unlit Because somehow it no longer matters I'll be leaving soon Too quickly to fit in a goodbye You'll be angry...

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I'm no one's love story My words spiral back to me My love letter never reach the right address I sing my love poems apologetically As if this piece of broken links that connects me to feelings that are forbidden Isn't even mine to give To others But I borrow time from people To recall the memories that...

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