Fury Poems - Poems about Fury

"It takes more than a band aid plaster to mend a broken heart". Quote by Poet I warned her not to steal my guy but sadly this was not the case. She's trouble and I won't deny I warned her! I found them naked at my place, I'm seething I'm not gonna lie - revenge is etched upon my face! "I'll kill you...

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The dragons rose from the depths of the oceans There was orange fire; they were combustible. Emotion caused the waves to scroll with fury But a few noticed the heart the two wild ones made Love could set a heart ablaze; this was tangible proof Many on the shore felt this, but could not communicate it in words One poet after...

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Fury for the masses a static hum blares through the digital ether fingers swipe left then right hearts race pixelated chaos unfurling black flags fly! An electric storm of fury? a parade of images blinding a pixel a pulse a scream? shadows of war loom large? A darkness-play on the walls of our minds! Fragments of lives broken and whole? Spiraling through glassy screams each face a mask! Fury for the masses? Red...

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Fury for the masses neon pulses bleed into the damp air screens flicker frantic fireflies spitting chaos into living rooms, void! Each pixel is a distant mind bomb echoes of sirens shatter the night. Feel the heart of asphalt jungles where skyscrapers are tombstones for dreams buried in hashtags. Shadows reach, hungry n restless feasting on the memories of despair. A parade of facades ghosts behind the...

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We've tipped the scale, Crossed the line, flags droop and fail. Fury for the masses… Nine's almost here, Lost our minds, consumed by fear? I'm a ghost in my own street, The faces I trusted, they're obsolete. Fury for the masses… Traitors swarm, not you, not me, This land's a stranger, can't you see? A nation of fools a...

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Is this music made of magic? Or does it vent its violence fired by fury, fuelled by force? Does music trip Milton’s light fantastic with nimble heartedness - or fight with furore, feast on frenzy? It can be a disease, fanatical, as these hands, these fingers, these tips, these nails perform, carry out their execution. I wonder with fixed eyes as I take that punch, or...

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When rage grips over me Blood spouts to my head Veins throb and pulsate with anger My body trembles with fury I am a stranger to myself The demons take over me My taipan tongue spits venom That very few can tolerate ...

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They throw their stones, cast their shadows over those I hold dear, and with every sneer, every whispered word, they try to break them. But I won’t stand by. I won’t watch quietly as they tear at the threads that bind us together. They don't...

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Nature's warning echoes, green wrath springing up against man’s rush, ancient peace forsaken....

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September 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 21-22 Key Verse – Ezekiel 21:17 I will also smite mine hands together, and I will cause my fury to rest: I the LORD have said it. PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CAUSING HIS FURY TO REST Praise be to God for causing His fury to rest for...

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August 28 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Lamentations 4-5 Key Verse – Lamentations 4:11 The LORD hath accomplished his fury; he hath poured out his fierce anger, and hath kindled a fire in Zion, and it hath devoured the foundations thereof. PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR ACCOMPLISHING HIS FURY IN HIS HOLINESS Praise be to God...

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Don't pull your hair in such a rage and play havoc with my meadows where I adore to sow poems. I don't care about your fury; I'm afraid you'd crush the words I had designed only for you; their ink would stain your pearly hands. I care too much about your hair where my poetic meadows rest and all the...

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My anger when watched all but nude, It soon beat a hasty retreat. Fury’s a shy maid in black mood, When exposed, ogled at, would quit, Feel helpless, void of all her wit. _______________________________ Reflections | 03.05.2013, revised January 2024|Quintain ...

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hum of wind turns to growl as November closes out Autumn. white pelicans migrate south. ...

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They say time heals all wounds A truth I've known since never I don't think that angry, screaming teenage girl inside ever let anything heal Even on my best days, she's there Lighting matches and salting slugs Shes anything but gray or unmoving She isn't sulking around or indifferent No That'd be unbearable for her You'll know as soon...

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