Best Irate Poems

There’s a party tonight so I bouffe up my hair
Pamper and powder my sweet derrière,
Arrive at the door, all done up to impress.....
Oh man, I...

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 I LOVE THEE
I am no voluptuous beauty nor do I live a life of purity
I can only say: I love wholeheartedly with all I...

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And He
my dearest
maturest mate to date
has bitterly regressed
to a child irate
from man of logic
to impish state
a hexer vile
filled with hate
while I don't believe
I've changed a...

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We arrived at the airport quite late
My passport was months out of date
My husband was snappy
The baby filled its nappy
I just stood there and got...

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“Thank you for calling….”
Is what’s trained to be said
But when they get irate and lewd
I feel like hanging up instead.

This person’s always right, that person’s...

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Under quarantine, I am asked, along with many other people,
to stay inside my house -
except if I should go out for necessity’s sake.
I have no...

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When I Consider Life

As a baby, I was laying in my bassinet when a rifle bullet was shot through
 our living room window and passed...

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I would harken back to passions of realm sublime
As melodies of beloved past endearingly chime
Appealing to yesteryears when love was in prime;
If only I could...

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"Consistency"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

Contemplate, debate hate
Rate state magistrates
Mate great fates
Wait....date late
Deflate straight weight
Emancipate inmate traits
Dissipate irate gates
Indicate!  Investigate!  Litigate!
Incarcerate?  Degradate? ...

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Jesus Christ Be Praised
By Roy Merritt

He went to see the queen of Spain told her the world was round
That he could get to the east...

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When I Consider Life Without You

As a baby, I was laying in my bassinet when a rifle bullet was shot through  our living room...

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Indented by harsh waves
Injured by cold sharp rocks
Inflicted by failures
Irate at injustice
I come to you naked
Indolent, extinguished
Illuminate me Lord

Written on:02/27/2016...

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Imagine if you could visit Heaven for only one day...
Who would you search for, and what would you say?
Can you envision the beauty beyond its...

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"Thank you for calling….”
Is what’s trained to be said
But when they get irate and lewd
I feel like hanging up instead.

This person’s always right, that person’s...

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They look through me never really see me
Without a shred of decency choosing to avoid me
Their disdainful stare turning to a glare 
Offer their backs...

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