Angst Poems | Examples of Angst Poetry

Flamboyant swashes; flaming crimson, could be my face, as the flyswatter-hand could impress such lettering upon my cheek. so I severed the crescent-angel of my imagination, dashed my dreamy cursive, expunged the end; held my breath as I curtailed the honey-alphabet. Nun...Read the rest...

Confidence drained out of my photographs Replaced by lines that weren't there All the hell's getting inside me Never imagined I'd be here Bowed on one knee Burning hope as incense at the altar Of...Read the rest...

My worst nightmare sat down beside me With the most angelic face And whispered things too hard to swallow His smile sweetening the taste “All that’s wicked has the upper hand “All that’s pure has gone...Read the rest...

“Poetry is the utterance of the soul”. Mind freely think, soul searching ink Flowing verses, limitless even in a blink. Sharing what’s inside the soul, bleeding hearts that tolls. A conflicting words to a wounded soul will not heal the...Read the rest...

First make your base using all the pages of your poetry submissions. Simmer 20 years or so or until your first acceptance. Add the vowels one at a time (and maybe Y but prob'ly not). Use A B...Read the rest...

witnessing onset of dread if we but choose to wait doing nothing, just looking we see the uprising abate without our soul’s power thoughts cannot exist so know we are to blame if heart contractions persist...Read the rest...

A dweller in waste places, a void in foggy darkness, the unseen shadow that trails us. A doom that curses benign plants. A tenacious panting wolf feeding off the sorrows of the soil. She's the...Read the rest...

My mind has been spinning, since toxin contamination I have been caught in a web of deception and corruption Searching the landscape, for words to describe this nightmare The toxins sickened my healthy dog and I like an...Read the rest...

A poem is someone's soul on paper: It emits a feeling, Perhaps of great rage or warmth or sadness— But the feeling, it is there. But when I read a poem crafted so heartfelt; From one ordinary person to another— Though...Read the rest...

’m tired of being left in the cold only to find you turned on a fire to save me from going alone The strings attached to your sins were bowling balls coming at me for...Read the rest...

It seems A sadness creeping in An errant breeze Bereft of ocean scent More an idle odor Mercilessly meandering Tingeing all With its turbid touch Recalling From the depth of joy A hidden angst A faded scar-like distress Painless Yet Somehow Calling attention To itself ...Read the rest...

There’s beauty in the midnight feathers of a black swan so divine, as euphoria illuminates s t a i n e d sanctuaries~ where stars long to drown in your still train of thoughts, for there’s...Read the rest...

There are people who are beacons of hope, Who keep bitterness at bay, Despite all that comes their way, Each and every day. Of course they feel anger, Despair, sadness, and loneliness, And want to scream out loud, But bitterness they keep...Read the rest...

Somehow, all this grit makes me breathe out a wall of glass A prison forming, where I've too much to say but am unable to be heard Too tightly encased to generate the power needed to break...Read the rest...

Life, are you a blessing or a punishment? I'm trying to understand how I'm a slave to the sculpted version of me. A prisoner without chains, upon a path forged with my own hands, feeling lifeless, drained from premeditated...Read the rest...