Anger Poems | Examples of Anger Poetry

A trunkful of recyclables patiently awaits, (and cries out long day's journey into night, no...not for Eugene O'Neill), but rather being distributed in their respective bins at Wegmans Under the Elms Dressed up in our Sunday finery, (which attire frankly looks no...Read the rest...

Poking holes, In the shadows, A tiny light starts to grow. Darkness, Running from its Glow. Its a slow process, There is no contest Light dawns on darkness, adding to its conquest. There to reveal, To show whats real. Illuminating the Fear, Hiding anywhere. So we can be...Read the rest...

I sold a bunch of gold for a price of nothing Just because I am a human being Did not think anger was anything Till it took much of everything I now know the...Read the rest...

Be careful of your mind Trust me,it can bind Maybe cords you won't find But I tell you, those are the worse kind Consequences as hot as coal Regret is the end goal Possibilities of loosing your soul Leaves you...Read the rest...

Living in a false vision,while creating illusions of bad decisions.In my past when my footsteps became ashes,I was stealing for others who really need it.I position myself in danger countless times for strangers with smiling...Read the rest...

you treated me like i’m just **** how am I to come back from this? you ditched me when i needed you most oh how easy i was, for you to dismiss you said you would always be around but that has...Read the rest...

Somehow, Those empty eyes staring back through the glass They just seem to laugh At all that I am. And they seem to see The person I wish I could be But somewhere, Beyond the reflection Is a soul Who doesn't know Who,...Read the rest...

Let me get out of New York Bags are packed Deportation fact It’s time to leave People of New York, don’t be deceived I stood for come and all It now is no more Leaving the New York City shore Enough is enough...Read the rest...

I once had a PE teacher from Lille, who cruelly knew how to make me feel like the sweaty, old rag stuffed in her scuffed gym bag to hide her cigs and butt plug of steel....Read the rest...

I'm a woman now. I have means to be mean and get away with it. He died—too fast for my liking. I’d already hired a detective, ready to face it— ...Read the rest...

I see the way you look at me. I see the anger in your eye, When my gorgeous caramel skin walks by. I see the way you look at me. I see the way you look at me. How the...Read the rest...

He was born from a well of family unlike many Educated in a good school with many others They fondly remmember what were his likes They say he was of a good demeanor and calm So it pains to...Read the rest...

I don’t want to feel. I tried that and it didn’t work. I tried to numb myself because I just feel alone. I don’t want to talk about it because feeling pathetic is not a very...Read the rest...

Why must I take the world's misery? Always hiding a tear the earth's children caused to appear Saddened by my kind heart meeting rotten souls I owe no one a debt, yet they take all my energy's worth Misery loves company indeed but...Read the rest...

I sought the hearth's embrace once more, Though blistered hands recalled before. Its flickering light, both kind and cruel, Still held me fast, a willing fool. For in the glow, a comfort stayed, A fleeting balm, though poorly made. Its heat...Read the rest...