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Best Poems About / On ANGER
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Abused
Anger bashed and thrashed inside him
Anger tumbled out
Within the room all painted dim
His anger was a shout
His lifted hand was clenched so tight
Then unleashed upon his boy
Extinguished from the world was light
For anger was his toy
The room around them stood in fear
Silent, vexed and swayed
The room around them shed a tear
In the darkness of the day
The storm inside him had settled now
Quiet and still was he
Anger had gone and calmed his brow
Still he could not see
Blind to him was this little child
Hiding away from his fate
Scarce to him was a simple smile
In his hardened state
Around the back, beneath the house
Along the cob-webbed ground
Sitting quiet as a mouse
The little boy was found
His big brown eyes were shut so tight
To shield away the truth
There was suffering pain in his awful plight
And suffering left him bruised
His face was coloured, harmed and scared
Barely old enough to speak
To show himself he didn't dare
Instead, he cried himself to sleep
Eloise Crowther
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Anger
How is anger escaped?
It stays deep within me.
I think about what is lost,
and the anger rises inside of me.
Every where I look,
I see what should be mine.
Envy turns to anger,
I think to myself 'who are these people? ,
they do not deserve such a thing I have lost'
I think about what is lost,
and the anger rises inside of me.
It rises to such a degree,
that anger turns to tears.
Razu Foyez Ibney Harun Al Ahmed
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Gnawing Anger
She sat looking at me,
Not listening to a word.
Every time we talked, she
Said my opinion was absurd—
You should have seen my face;
The anger I showed was a disgrace.
For years, I have lived with such anger,
Gnawing anger, the kind that lingers
Like roadkill. To be sure, I am not stranger
To rage. Its long bony fingers
Have touched my heart many times,
Urging me to commit heinous crimes.
But to blame anyone for my rage is unjust.
No one is responsible for my fury,
Though I may think so, my eyesight is simply blurry
Anger is seeking a new slave;
As for me, I’d rather be brave,
Before anger puts me deep down in a grave.
Kent Holman
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Anger
I wish I would just take ahold of anger like a solid square
I could mold it and shape it
I could turn it into the shape of a pear
I could change it around until it looked like a furious bear
I could do anything to better my anger
I didn't do anything though
Sitting back and doing nothing is lazy
I get angry for being lazy
Angry for being angry at being lazy
Anger you ruined my life
You ruined me like a castle
It once stood proud and tall with flags flowing in the wind
Now its all but rubble and the flags ripped off and flying away
The castle represents me
A once proud girl
With dreams in the distance
Then you came along Mr. Angry
You decided to pick me to turn to rubble
I understand now when someone says they would burst your bubble
You bursted it with those flames you tickle me with
The tickle of fury and anger burning up my body and burning everthing in it's way
So I wish I may
I wish I might
That my anger would just dissapate
Shani Marie
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