Raging Poems - Poems about Raging

The petulant midday sun Raging, blazing, vindictive orbit at its zenith It's blinding glare, a white hot disc Scorching and oppressive Over the earth and living ones A merciless sentinel in the cerulean sky Wrapping us in its stifling embrace A shimmering mirage dancing in the air. ...

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Written: January 22, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann Quote: “In the dynamic world society which is the objective of the United Nations, all peoples must have equality and equal rights" By Ralph Bunche, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Seething, scorching snouts...

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My cravings flaming in a dumpster fire Ridding me of my secret heart’s desire Every chocolate bar All candies in a jar Gone so the raver in me can transpire....

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If possible, don't complain about fate Get rid of the sadness and the pains The wind will blow it away Life is short, love is not enough Why bother for a minute in the sun If possible, please release your heart Living selflessly strong in the midst of life Because I still know that giving is forever Self-sufficient mind will be relaxed If...

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Buckets of rain, boisterous as thunder, wrecked September’s farewell, flooding the mountains, the hills, the rivers and creeks. Wild and livid, coloring the air in streaming tears, erasing the faintest feel of a hopeful prayer. The moment spun out of control and I could feel my heart breaking, my mind quaking, my spirit shaking, as...

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the whole world is happening at the same time every conversation, every bird call, every lion roar every everything bunched up to oneness in my head I carry the white noise of distance wherever I go I am an out of tune radio coursing through debris and tin whistle high notes playing one key in harmony that is my head, that...

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I needed to hide from the monsters at the window, So I became a mouse, To hide in the house, So they wouldn’t see my shadow. I could hear their noises, Their target was gone, It was near dawn, They spoke with angry voices. They stormed away, I couldn’t be identified, I was no longer terrified, I wished I could be cloaked in the day. June 20,...

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Love doesn't need to knock you down Sometimes it's ever so subtle Before you know it you're under it's spell Helplessly trapped in love's bubble No use trying to escape the entrapment It's futile you're under it's spell After long and heightened anticipation Your pulse is racing like hell The absolute extreme best kind of love One that's totally uncontrived The kind that happens when...

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The face of anger screaming faces tortured souls rage against people...

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raging wind persist destruction is within sight nothing stays the same...

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The raging fire. A poem by him. I am the raging fire. Smiting the innocent and purging the oxygen. Churning out the black of waste that we have all become. Progress is not what comes anymore. If we needed progress, it would not kill us. If progress was positive I wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t...

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Into Deep Raging Darkness A Poor Soul Was Once Cast , Dedicated To Master Poe As deep darkness surges into these old decaying veins This wounded heart so struggles to gift out slower pulsing beats How dare wicked demons beat on me with freshly cut canes Around this bed, a throng of hideous monsters take seats With faces that exudes...

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RAIN raging relentless I was a small girl amid the violence paralyzed by the bruised skies “I was mesmerized by the force.” [Clarity Pyramid, two triplets and a single line (7 lines in all)]...

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I love the sands, their crisp heat, As I walk on them bare feet, they grasp my feet that sink in like they are my next of kin. roaring sea has things to say, past hungry gulls vocal fray, white with froth rushes to me, in awe I drop to my knee. golden rays ride morning air, sets day for another fare, see a bird...

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Wilted by long walk under raging sun, I sought the cool shelter of a large tree. As I felt fresh, as if from far heaven A sombre voice seemed to admonish me: Till ye stop not grounding such gracious trees, Nor learn to walk soft upon fallen leaves, Be kind enough to share your lucky...

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