Irritated Poems - Poems about Irritated

Irritating Ivan liked to irk and vex Especially irritating our Great Aunt Hex Ignore him said her husband, laid-back uncle Dex Not knowing that Ivan was Aunt Hex’s ex...

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Half cat, half vampire, Pre was beyond out there. Those who approached her, did so on a dare. She was irreplaceable, a fixture in our workplace for sure. She had a way about her that said she would endure. Her eyes give me the creeps, men said. Her energy gives me fatigue. They were terrified of her beauty; she was...

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Afflicted by a sore throat, Being unable to think of anything else, Carley was in a Despicable Enthrallingly Fearsome Gloriously Hedonic Injured Jumpy Knife-like Lethargic Mood....

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Please do not annoy me today. Best yet to quietly sneak away. I took a sleeping pill too late. So waking up I did so hate. I am in no mood to be nice at all. My glass of milk spilled down a wall. My favorite blouse had a spill on the front. Someone called me a little runt. Please do not annoy...

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Answers! You know Yah and s it for me to feel this way Today I felt some type of way I don't want to mess things up I never asked you to pass this cup All I ask is for you to help me to press on Moving on to the next chapter In my life How long What must I do To be patient...

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Help me smother this irritation ~ with lines and punctuations ~ Feed me pronouns ~ to drown incompetent sounds ~ Nouns to block inevitable frowns ~ verbs to calm nerves ~ Synonyms to perpetuate and penetrate minds ~ antonyms to reiterate in rhyme~ Give me a vocabulary of words to express my perturb ~ why must people be...

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Avenged never by bloodshed yet seeing red Never harming another yet thinking dark Growing harder to control and feeling stark Raving mad while pure rage unfolds Yes it is taking over reason and rationality Maybe these too will soon pass, be replaced And yet love can be too late, without grace Nodding silently to fury's haunting will Letters he's written yet never...

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Call this country the united states Of Donald trumph Oprah Winfrey And bill gates And the country that has so much hate And so little faith And the city of brotherly love Is the city of money sex thugs and drugs Robbing and stealing all for the same money That says in God we trust The government means torment The decisions that are made are...

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Rubber band burning Sandpaper against my teeth Bagpipes warming up By Robb A. Kopp...

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I've thought about it quite a bit. Just what could get me in a snit? I'm sometimes sad and often glad, But seldom can you make me mad. Road rage does not apply to me. I follow the rules, let others be, Take no umbrage at another's rudeness, I smile and over-look his crudeness. Though when my files have been defiled By a virus,...

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