Rage Poems - Poems about Rage

Peters rage never wavering even within the night sweats as cancer ripped through his tiny frail body he still imagines what his brother has if he could just grab his brothers lovers to covenant then perhaps he’d gain just a little more life he craved the smile his brother wore he craved the notion of...

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Where harmony hoards the supposed hurt, Symphonies belie me. I rein myself in to not be curt, But noise surrounds me. Where time heals the freshly toiling, I have old, murky bloodstains Yet no one sees how quietly I'm boiling Until the tipping point I shall hide my pains. Why such a discordance in my disposition? I desire to mourn the impact of this...

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Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain? Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane that he ended up murdering his younger brother? Did he learn it from his father and mother, who must've been in deep, psychological pain for having caused Eden to go down the drain. ...

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A mother to you, a son to me, sucking the life out of my bosom and weep in disgust when it's saggy. Men love a tempting hole to fit in, to dissolve seeds of bliss and then chymic wring it barren of faith. They carve open doors in me and call it a home. women love a alchemist man ,...

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Like late eve of a slowly dying year, Yellowing leaves await when falling down, Soon to get trodden when dried to dull brown, A few still hanging on, life lived in fear, I too, on late life's tentative twilight— The age awaiting the sunset of life With forebodings of a long prowling night, I...

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There once was a cop, Harry C., Whose Magnum was quite a sight to see. He'd squint and he'd growl, At some low-life foul, "Do you feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk, three?" ©bfa031825 ...

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It gets too much I hold back, shielding you from parts of me you should never have to fear. Some truths, I keep locked away, deeming them unnecessary for you to bear. Yet, you control me mind, heart, and the depths of my soul. My intelligence does not intimidate you, nor do you come as a red-eyed agent of corruption. You found me on...

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BREAKING THE SILENCE : NO MORE Sponsored by Ink Empress Glass shattered a Saturday afternoon tea ~ Silence holds steady black fleeced momentum for its own ripping when lightning as whipping fire from Heartbeat of Sun slashes its Void loudness to tumble wounds of wisdom weeping slow dirty tears ~ tears telling stories of biting burns inserting into silent flesh of tense waiting...

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Don't give revenge Such loyalty So easily. You'll get angry With anyone Without a cause. Such course of time You invite rage Avoidable. Never dispute Angry to people It's life mix up....

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rage red hot burning rage...

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There is loud angry shouting on our road today This never happens We have lived here seventeen years, and I have never heard this Cars usually go up and down this country road with windows up My dogs’ ears rise to peaks; they are curious too I am horrified, realizing I could never beat them to the road rage Or drag...

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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, the years overflowing with soundless dread remembering the pain that is all a...

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Morning glory, The mountains stand in brown nudity, There's no shame in being mighty echoes the wind, The air is taut with the brooding silence of a storm, It will rain tears sooner or later, And the roar of affliction will cut through the silence, The rage of war will be a din, Churning cataracts of unceasing wants, Our hunger refuses to be...

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Rage deep Fire in my gut Anger inside shut Fire corrupted burning Ever ever churning Regret above Fire in my head Shame bright red Fire unwanted burning Ever ever learning Return inside Fire in my heart Love again start Fire subtly burning Ever ever curing...

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Should I go quietly into the night, Without a fight, like stars that fade unseen? The winds would whisper secrets out of sight, The earth would mourn where once my roots had been. Oh let me not be shadow, swept away, A leaf ungathered when the autumn calls— The rivers fight to carve their restless way, And waves will hurl themselves on...

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