Best Rage Poems

As Joe was biking down the side of the road
He ran across a chap with a dearth of driving skills.  
Or more accurately, the driver almost ran over Joe; 
'Twas one of life’s unwanted thrills.

A spirited exchange ensued between them
About who was in the...

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Into blind rage he flew again
  His neck veins bulged, his fists he closed
His wife could not remember when
  She'd seen her man calm or composed

This time she screamed; she'd yelled out Stop!
  Surprised and stunned, he lost his voice
Tempting fate, she'd...

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The rage I feel now is boiling inside, pressure in my head

I have never liked this feeling when I’ve felt it before, too close to being dead

I am tormented between jealousy and guilt, not sure how to deal

If I could figure it all out and...

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I will NOT "go gentle into that good night"
I will "rage, rage against the dying of the light"

For life was not meant to end in death
Our breath of life was heaven sent

But this is our morbid destiny
For Eve picked the apple from the tree

And plunged...

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recklessness attacks ego
fury attacks soul
adrenaline attacks viscera
middle digit attacks upward
foot attacks accelerator
vehicle attacks vehicle
hand attacks pistol
lead attacks flesh
remorse attacks fury
gavel attacks sound block
inmate attacks inmate...

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Riding a scotch high
down
a twisting
river road past
midnight,
his grip tightens
on the steering wheel
in sync 
with the pressure of his foot
on the accelerator.
He convinces himself
he is chasing
meaning
in a meaningless time,
waiting perhaps 
around the next curve
or the next
in the tree with his name on it.

Silence shatters
in the mirror
above...

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Your ignorant torturing and teasing sparks me.
It ignites me.
My rage is ignited, 
Ignited like a wild forest fire.
Uncontrolable!
The tears in my eyes are like the billowy, thick clouds of smoke in the sky.
Then it comes and outburst of anger that seers everyone and everything in...

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This is a long extended night,
   The stars all hibernate,
The blustery gusts revolve around
   The dreams which suffocate. 

Now the torrents lash my door,
   And now they slam the shade,
'Be couched right here, and do not move',
  ...

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Silence As Paper Absorbs Ink To Battle Rage

The clink, clink of hammer and anvil kissing hard
hot flames from fiery furnace belching molten steel
famous blades born from a fallen meteorite shard
gifts bloody deep cuts a fallen warrior feels.

Deadly romance of man, fire and metal forged true
tiresome...

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Old age
Muted rage

Broke hips
Bitter lips

Happy thoughts
Are Fought

Sunny Days
Turn away

Why lie
Will die

Nursing home
Swallows groan...

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Oh the venom on these lips
cold fury should you
taste it there.  Drink
deep my gathering gloom
quench your thirst for
my lies and my truths
and my muted thoughts.

Stand still frozen dead
in pools of wonder and
dread for this poison
that seeps into your
pores will not soon
leave the haunted spaces
your...

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Are socialists human beings?
Do they need food?
Are they capable of goodness?
Do they deserve to be tortured, starved, abandoned, beaten?
What makes a socialist cry?
It isn't sad movies -- or is it?

Why should I stop hating them?
I have the right to punish them, do I not?
Or do...

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"I will never know how you see red and you will never know how I see it." ~ Anne Carson, 'Autobiography Of Red'


Red are my cheeks when you compliment me.
	Red is the bacteria in the southern Red Sea.

Red is the blood that has been shed...

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Child, child, dark and wild,
Human and machine
Did the engine turn the beasts to ice?
And to ash your faith, love’s cruel device? 
See Manson slipping through you
Like a whisper under water
Cerebral lost in the cathedral
Bending screams beyond the shadows.
Bones clicking under flesh
Spilling blood into the ocean
Waiting...

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in the light, bruising shadows shun
the moon and stars,
the wind who blows,
the nightly wishes – rivers of hope
seaside moments, poured out on the sand
remembering the silence
of yesterday’s sin – her secrets
no longer mute, but hesitant to tell
what has been, the truth
stirs her tears, her fears,...

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