Best Enraging Poems
"Volcano"
Beneath the surface, lava flows;
Deep within, desire glows.
Rivers of passion doth hotly swell,
Surpassing the rampant flames of hell.
While on the surface, calm, serene,
Masking what's hidden, seldom seen.
Even a glimpse is extremely rare,
Unless one is brave enough to dare...
To enter this chasm of enraging fire
And only armed with equal desire.
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2014-01-30 07:47:00 (EST)
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The fight to stay young we all are waging
Seeing how others look initiates gauging
Sore joints and wrinkles causes enraging
Secrets to the fountain of youth triggers engaging
We lovers kissed as storm clouds rose and darkened early day,
Reunited again we held each other as storm winds made us sway.
Whispered winds swirled about as we lover’s sheltered true,
Softly caressing our bodies and blowing away the morning dew.
Slowly naked we did unpeel and pressed together in passions fire,
Kissing sweet and moving slow as lovers sing in personal choir.
Rain winds lap the cabin doors as if to condemn, defile, deplore,
As passion builds and cries aloud the storm outside rages more.
Beaded skins moved as one where words of love entwined our soul,
Enraging the storm it shook the world, two lovers lost within their role.
Breathless and teared, we clung to each other, till our bodies shake to rest.
The storms anger rages through and puts the cabins timbers to its test.
She leaves my side to meet the storm, naked, trembling. Such classic poise,
Opens the door and steps to meet the raging storm and its terrible noise.
It whips her body she cries aloud, claws her flesh and tugs her hair,
Yet stops as sudden and starts to cry its rain tears splash her skin so fair.
It gasps for breath at her beauty tall and brushes the hair from her eyes,
And leaves the world in silence now, except for its heart broken sighs.
Seosamh de Burca................. © 26th April 2013
Entered into Softly sensual contest
I have seen the pretentious woman residing within my minds hologram….
She believes herself to be a wise messiah…
She teaches her apocryphal beliefs to other seekers…
She has deep roots of stubborn illusions planted within her intentions…
She teaches to be revered actually living with great fear…
She wants to be loved, her demise being forcing her will of fear…
She consumes shots of green gel calling it her breath of life…
The divine grandmother challenged the false inner profits message…
Enraging her with threats of revealing to me real truth…
She chanted, pounded her mislead fists together, manifesting a sword of crystal and light…
Piercing through her own throat refusing to evolve her beliefs…
Creating again all of her low vibration grief…
Why is she here covering her veil of confusion over my eyes?
Preventing me from believing the light of oneness god exists…
Why does she desire to create suffering within the temple?
What is her mission’s purpose?
Working for the Cabal; a mental program construct of peace destruction…
Consumed with greed and power wishing to feel divine…
Poisoning everyone from birth with this tainted sour wine…
I banish you…
You scared old stubborn crow…
I swim within my god’s love light of truth…
So take your pathetic self and go…
Go to the white light, transforming your tyranny within my being into delight…
A rocky road we’ve through I know
But Hostility, is not how to solve it though
Things will never work out if we don’t love one another
Because here in this country, we are sister and brother
We outline our government sadly on the past
Which may be the reason we are starting to crash
Listening to the tone, that’s planted all in your ear
Enraging you with hate, racism, and fear
Though the civil rights laws have been passed and enforced
The unity of the union is still in tragic divorce
Maybe it’s all because we tend to be afraid of change, a coward
Making our homeland , the land not of the free, but of the sour
We all tend to, hate others because they are not like you
A human instinct, I don’t deny it’s truth
But sometimes inside ourselves we have to set that aside
And look at the new way in the light of our eyes
Ours eyes will not deceive us, that’s a promise I will keep
I promise you also, that I’m tired of seeing this land weep
Its been wrapped into a package, whose seal will just not break
Change in America, seems to be to much for us to take
Explain to me, what is race anyway, is it allowed to be defined
Is caring for any other race still considered to be a crime
A crime made up by all of us its so, not just by the white citizens
Oh yes, there’s just as much ignorance in Hispanic, Asian, native, and Afro men.
See, what you are failing to recognize is that this is the melting pot
Been around for two hundred years, and this caldrons still hot
The fire seems to just have started and it continues on
Serving up a new kind of man, and new type of Adam’s son
See if race is true, then American is a race alone
Because in its fine fabrics, to many races are sown
That’s why when I look, at an American like me
I see an identical person, an identical race to see
Colors, oh colors, you ask why they are so
It’s just the pigment in your skin that anyone can get you know
We all make beautiful children together, and their smiles tend to be white
Can’t you see that in this day and time, it’s time we truly unite
Say goodbye to the past, whip it all away, and focus on the future time
Where America well not fall , but climb
Out of this terrible, dreadful Abyss of horror
Get your transportation, because we are moving forward.
A storm is brewing,
clouds are scattered by the harshest wind,
but they flee Eastward to meet the surly, purple sunset;
dark is rapidly growing subduing everything,
even seagulls are worried
about the safety of their tiny chicks huddled in the nest.
When gloominess replaces sunshine,
the evening is a looming shadow vanishing into the woods
resounding with the frightening howls
of wolves and wild dogs caught in the branches that entwine.
Huge balls of hail hit the charcoal terrain,
their force is too powerful and they form small craters,
the lightening strikes and trees fall down;
the forest's paths is an awful sight of broken branches.
It will be around midnight before the enraging Spring storm wanes,
no bird, no wolf or wild dog will be allowed to return;
they barely escaped death by taking refuge in the abandoned barns,
hungry and cold, they hope to greet the new dawn.
The boy scans the horizon looking into his soul
And the beauty of the waves as they roll
Sun sits just above the lowest cloud in the distance
Today there is no resistance
Breaking into a run for Neptune’s playground
The beat against his board a familiar sound
Smiling to himself for the freedom he knows here
A break he sees the next one is clear
A few strokes and he stands guiding his board
Through the enchanting spray and the roar
A dolphin joins him on the wave their fun evident
A blessing of conjoining spirits now spent
A swell surges from the kiss of the tempest wind
Enraging the boys inner sin
Take hold of the reins Neptune he shouts
Again he braces for the watery bouts
The beach clears of visitors he makes his stand
Today I am no longer boy, but man
The companion sees his courage and swims near
Drowning is his inner fear
The crest of his wave broke only to rise again
Awaking the instincts within
He swims in front of his beast and stands proud
Turning his waist smartly to ride it out
He slips under the ripcurl entering the tunnel
A roar inside hint at disgruntled
The water closes in to seal him in
A chance to break him his back to end
Not quick enough he thinks to himself
As he races back to the beach in health
Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - I)
Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.
Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting bougainvillea background.
Civil, clever clover chomping, cheap
chipper cool cutthroat clueless clodhopper,
chafed centenary, codifies communication
cryptically, challenging capable, certifiably
cheerful college coed.
Divine dapper daredevil, deft, destitute,
doddering, dorky dude, dummkopf Dagwood
descendent, dagnabbit, demands daring
dedicated doodling, dubious, dynamite,
deaf dwarf, diehard doppelganger, Doctor
Demento double, declaring depraved
daffy dis(pense)able dufus Donald Duck
derailed democracy devastatingly defunct.
Eccentric, edified English exile,
effervescent, elementary, echinoderm
eating egghead, Earthling, excretes,
etches, ejaculates, effortless exceptional
emphatic effluvium enraging eminent,
eschatologically entranced, elongated
elasmobranchii, emerald eyed Ebenezer,
effectively experiments, emulates epochal
eczema epidemic, elevating, escalating,
exaggerating enmity, enduring exhausting
emphysema.
Freed fentanyl fueled, fickle figurative
flippant fiddler, fiendishly filmy, fishy,
fluke, flamboyantly frivolous, fictitious,
felonious, fallacious, fabulously fatalistic,
flabbergasted, fettered, flustered, facile,
faceless, feckless, financially forked,
foregone, forlorn futile fulsome, freckled
feverish, foo fighting, faulty, freezing,
fleeting famously failing forecaster, flubs
"FAKE" fundamental fibber fiat, fabricating
fiery fissile fractured fios faculties.
Beyond the Earth lie three spiritual realms
Enraging the cynical hearts of unbelievers
Amoretti smile around His luminous throne
Unequaled is the performance of their tone
Tremolo intensifies the subliminal lyrics
Invigorating are the acustic instruments
Forming sounds not known to any mortal
Ubiquitous is the echo invading each hall
Lord of all nations reveal your plan to all
Just a boy of three
Oblique to be
Skeletal grow
Enraging flow
Proteus syndrome
Humbled him
Captured hearts
Applauded him so
Royalty he got to know
Elephant man he came to be
Youthful not like you and me
Mistreated and hurt
Exposed and shown
Ridiculed in public
Robbed and disowned
In his final years
Condition takes
Karma
" In memory of a poor soul "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life.php
Another Nobody
Needlessly needling me
Getting my goat
Enraging me
Resulting in Chaos!
No people, no GOD,
No Lucifer, no lust,
There wouldn't have been birth or grave,
No heavens, hell or Hades.
Oh GOD where would have sun been,
Her bursting rays hitting our dieing skin,
The gentle moonlight and the twinkling stars,
Where would it have end cause there wouldn't been a start.
Oh GOD look at what wouldn't have happen,
Countless of prayers and enraging idolatry,
Billion of shrines and most magnificent chapel,
our glorious faithfulness and man's hypocrisy.
Countless of believer and many that disbelieves you,
There won't be lies cause there won't be truth,
There wouldn’t be darkness cause of the absence of light,
The woes of death and hopeful life.
Oh thou earth what you would have missed could have numberless,
I'm sure of you being nameless,
Thine ideas of bronze and gold,
Thine riches of gems and precious stone.
Thine costly liquid,
With which you oil thine hair,
Thine hidden riches,
The ocean of thine wealth.
Thine outer endowments,
Mysterious stories you would’ve love to share,
If we thine husbands are absent,
Thine beauty, riches and eventful stories would've been useless.
As the candles burn
our desires are set free
physically your body whispers delight
enticing the beast that slumbers within
My will I give to you
your love I now serve
as your seductive actions speak louder
enraging the beast locked within
praying I can worship you till the end
just open your mind and I will love you to death
each day I will prove my love and gratitude
by restraining the raging beast within
hoping you feel I am good enough
loving you to death is what I desire
I beg you to let me love you to death
for it's you that can relinquish the beast within
7/9/2017
Inspired by:
Type-O-Negative "Love You To Death"
Heaven and Hell are spaces in our mind
Precious real estate taking us over
Seeking consolation never to find
Through senses deceptively hence smolder
Stagnant in solitude, whisper’s wonder
Soothing the sixth sense over senseless thought
Selfishly satisfying we blunder
Can’t purchase the key God already bought
The stretching gate constant thus not snapping
Twisting down earth ravenous for relief
Stabbing stars enraging the napping
Lusting on the ever looping belief
The gate to our hell our mind inside locks
Keys burning our hands as God again knocks
I can see you there, your eyes may shine laughter but I see through,
Your holding up that champagne glass and nodding with enchanted excitement,
But I see through,
Does she see you from across the room,
Or does she see the shell of a hollow man,
A man wading through a life of vanity and greed,
A life of envy and unobtainable endeavours,
Do she see you as I do?
I sit be your side as they all clap like monkeys to a type writer,
You throw your head back and flare your arm enraging profanity and pride,
Even they don't see you as I do,
She still sits, that scarlet devil with eyes burning like abandoned embers,
The churning jealousy she holds of me by your side almost echoes around the room,
As I sit with my smile resting in place staring back as if to whisper
" he's mine"
The charade has ended and I stand to my feet,
He steadies me with the strength of a thousand steaming trains,
and I feel that burning in my throat as if it was the first day we met,
He leans to my ear for reassurance of his accomplishment,
And as I nod his smile beams like that of a thousand suns,
His eye meet hers and I turn with burning hate and envious fury,
She may be his wife but oh,
She doesn't see him as I do.