Enraged Poems

I spent my childhood being enraged

I spent much of my childhood being enraged
Fairness mattered to me
I was a kindness advocate
Deploring bullies, liars and thieves

Good thing I did not know about sex trafficking or rapists
I cannot imagine how incensed I would have been
My head was already purple red with anger most of the time
Injustices caused me angst, depleting my joy

There was a perpetual pout on my face
My lips protruded like the front bumper of a 1959 Chevy
I wanted her tailfins; hoping to back into people to hurt them
I spent much of my childhood being enraged

Tornado is an Enraged Volatile Angry Woman

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 the aftermath.
One of their hospitals was annihilated


Tornado is an enraged volatile angry woman.
She comes in fast and hard, and she maims and kills.
A warrior, destroyer, slayer.

Enraged Caged Cat

It's time for me to devise a plan.
I must catch that kitty if I can.
I will watch his rage
Locked inside my cage,
Recording him on the web cam.

His yellow eyes glare; They're fixed on me.
The grumpy lump hates what his eyes see.
Inside looking out,
Now he's filled with doubt
That he can ever again be free.

Perhaps this naughty boy will think twice
The next time he chases me or mice.
" We can play games too.
So it's up to you.
You'll regret acting mean, so play nice! "

Staged and Became Enraged

Trump action is staged
never could have mind engaged
making him enraged

Encaged and Enraged

She lived in a castle, isolated,
Time flew slow, gruelling and full of hatred,
The crown lay broken on the floor,
Shattered, scattered, one piece no more.

Royal duties thrown away, Pirates life, plundering, stealing,
But not knowing the tight, suppressed feeling,
Of hatred to themselves,
Sadness, madness hidden on the shelves.

As they drown there worries in the sea,
Emotions revealed after tremendous tragedies,
Ship sunk at sea, forgotten princess lost again,
Unstable, betrayal, no strong knight to save them.

They drown in their guilt,
Mistakes from their pasts rebuilt,
No army to pull her out of the water,
Unknown memories sown; their love slaughtered.

Mercy Enraged-

~Substance 
am I dirt and clay 
surrounding My soul and My Spirit
 within water and blood 
shaping surrounded by mud 
confession my tarnished silver cord
 professing the wrongs that I've done 
surrounded covered in the blood 
the blood of Jesus
 seemingly I am free
 as I let God's mercy surround me 
profited I not 
I rise above my faults forgiven as I forgave I am no longer not
A sinning slave
 I have misbehaved 
Now  I'm forgiven
Mercy's enrage~


6/12/21
For All Yours (June) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:  Brian Strand

Enraged

I know she is there. I want her smell.
I need her rage, I want her to show me her anger.
She stirs me up,  keeps me riled, twist me her way.
Pyromaniac! My daddy said. What is wrong with you?
His voice haunts me. 
The sight of him screaming in my face.
Over and over. 
Parading nightly.


Her dancing, twirling, prancing whirling happy flames.
Her whirling dress of reds, oranges and yellows.
I know she is there. I need her smell. I glance at my mother.
Is she asleep? Can I get by with it tonight?
I tiptoe to the garage where the gasoline is kept.
He has locked it!
I am enraged.
She is calling my name.
Demanding.
Commanding.
Begging me to spread her wrath.


Luckily an axe was left in the tree stump.
I had left it myself.
I chop a hole in the garage.
What are you doing?
I chop a hole in my dad.
I am in a frenzy now.
Gasoline, gasoline, I am coming, my love.
Pyromaniac? Sure. I might be. Who am I to say?
I am enraged.
I am possessed.
I am fire.
Stand back, voices. 
I pick up the gasoline. 
Shut up voices!
I am THE fire!
I am pyro.

Encaged and Enraged

I am encaged and enraged.
Have not been inside a store since February.
It is almost Christmas. Not that it matters.
The pandemic is worse than ever.
Fear keeps me trapped.
In a house with one other.
I am a lioness ready to rip the old lion apart. 
He is wise enough to hide in his room most of the day.
Thank God for that.

Enraged Virus

D-eadly
E-pidemic's
R-abid
L-ink
E-mploys
N-asty
E-nemy's

E-erie
C-orona
L-etting
E-nraged
V-irus
I-mplement
A-ttack

Topic: Birthday of Derlene Eclevia (May 03) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Enraged Teacher

Fire
Is the big rage
Of a fed up man who
Took a look at his little school 
And decided it was not worthy of 
Him and destroyed the cursed school
Claiming it was for the 
Best good what a 
Fire

Common Interests

The obsessive narcissistic lover of hers
climbed the hill of challenged.
Beating his head against a brick wall
for his pure love was damaged.

Whilst meeting they seemed to get along,
with common interests per usual.
Neither proudly advertised;
for this was unconventional.

Upon leaving he stirs and slurs,
left alone she questions again.
Uttering muttering "women",
naming blaming "men".

Pick up their phones to call now enraged,
only to find each other engaged.

An Enraged Lion

Rainy weather makes crops, flowers and trees grow,
don't mutter curse words to make it go away...
when anger controls your mouth all you pray
for is sunshine when others are thankful and bow!

I decry the injustices and inhumane deeds of Humankind;
I hurl my anger at anyone who abuses power for greed and gain
by being bold; I make the defiant tyrants aware of their grave sin,
and if their wickdness is not exposed, I turn into an enraged lion! 

They can deliberately curse me out and hate whatever I've said,
if truth is self-revelation, let them reconsider their alluring charm
that makes them uneasy, wishing they had not caused death or harm; 
when godless people practise vanity, their hearts turn extremely cold! 

The political arena is a ground for vicious attacks and dishonorable deeds,
the abused is crushed while the abuser continues to commit atrocities;  
they rather see their ego rise and suppress their ideology of equality:
where are those who are compassionate and hear the cry of Humanity? 

Written 0n 5/28/2017

Enraged Or Enthusiastic Beast

The average one is restrained by mental leashes 
Bound and gagged twenty four hours a day
A common trap that remains difficult to avoid 
The free one is overwhelmed with possibilities 
Too much to do in one day 
An uncommon landscape that remains hard to locate 
Barricades mold the thought process

Engaged To Enraged

If I was engaged
Could I be enraged
Depending on how I was engaged

I have been engaged
Was never enraged
Wed the lady who I had engaged

My fight was engaged
From being enraged
The fight to which I was engaged

Digits Enraged

.

       Who has the amble 
                stride
      amorously succulent
       with digits enraged
             and idiom
          expressing it's
            firm tender
                touch

       'tiz the chaste she  

          Who is gladly
            expressing
           the devotion
        yet guile to those
       who will not accept
           all need touch 

            It is the poet
          the poet indeed

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