Love Poems About Anger or Anger Love Poems
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: children, world, time,

Your Child's Eyes

The innocence lost so long ago
The undying faith we used to know
The gentle rain of a summer's skies
You can find it all in your child's eyes.

The world was right one time it seems
And we could reach beyond our dreams
To meet a challenge of any size
That fire still burns in your child's eyes.

In a world of anger and miscontent
And the frustrations of a life misspent
And you wait in fear as the storms arise
You can still find peace in your child's eyes.

Take the time for all those things
Hear his words: feel the joy he brings
There is no hate; there are no lies
There is only love in your child's eyes.

by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: africa, beauty, happiness, home, pride, tribute,

Your Love I'Ll Ever Bear

I want to word my very Love for you
though as a shy child, I start to stammer
a beloved Mother, my sole bijou
as I am of your prime Land enamoured.

A rose breathing the scent of your terra
born and bred knowing no other home soil
how can I bear the burn of your Summer
anger and worry within my chest boil.

I want to paint my very pride in you
with drops of my blood and ivory star
then draw your nature and beauty anew
how would my poetry meet who you are?

To my dear mother, shall I, You compare?
TUNISIA, Your Love, I'll ever bear.

by Carol B. |
Categories: absence, anger, depression, loneliness,

Like a Tree In the Desert

Prick me with your vivid green awareness
Let the white pins that needle me
Diminish into their foggy sham

The bridal wreath that scented our commitment
Now doused in unkept hopes and promises
Moss sprouting venom from hurts battled

Like a fish floating in space with no oxygen 
I swam in currents without you 
The tank occupied with endless dark clouds

Fraught with fear and loneliness
Love now submerged deep in the recess of my mind
Unclear what is sacred what is trash

I prayed you would see the light
That my white knight would return
This battle is fierce and yours to fight


by Arthur Vaso |
Categories: abuse, art, bullying, kindergarten, religion, silence, symbolism,

Breaking Bad

Breaking Bad


Criminals
dance with slum lords
they shed fake tears
victims they shout
from Ivory towers

Mock and attack
they of dark cloth and deceit
possesses no real God
they whoreship only their prey
living by night not day

Some even screech praise untowards
sick is the mind who follows
dead morals and upended graves
they really are the bully's slaves
Yet their churches pew is full

Criminals all
singing love songs
sewing fear and anger
no wonder God got fed up
evicting them one and all

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, angst, anxiety, death, emotions, feelings, grief,

Fueled By Love

Grief hides itself
behind a veil
of anger, fear, and disbelief,
and yet, it invades your every thought.
Inside, you want to lash out
at death;
to send the hurt back!
Grief clings to death,
and in so doing
devastates the living.
Your world shrinks
to memories,
reflected in pools of tears.
And life loses its spark,
a part of you is missing
leaving a hole in your heart.
Time is but a concept
of the mind,
as flimsy as a thought;
it has no power over grief.
And yet, there is something
stronger than time
that can numb the pain, 
and that is faith... fueled by love.

by Kim Merryman |
Categories: inspirational, metaphor,

You Reap What You Sow

If you sow seeds of kindness,
Then kindness is what you'll reap.
If you sow seeds of forgiveness,
You'll reap untroubled sleep.

If you sow seeds of anger,
of hatred or discontent,
You'll reap a crop of violence,
Discord and evil intent.

If you sow seeds of brotherly love,
Then love you will receive,
But if wickedness is what you sow,
Then wicked you will be.

The lesson here is pretty clear:
You reap just what you sow.
Therefore, strive to sow only good seeds,
And spread them wherever you go.

2/13/13

by Richard Palmer |
Categories: fear, life, sad, beautiful, beautiful,

Behind Those Beautiful Eyes

Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much anger,so much mistrust,
Always expecting the worst,
Always conversing about the bad
things life has to offer,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much hurt,so much pain,
Bottled up bad experiences overflowing,
Crying to be unleashed,to be released,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
High expectation,countless plans,
Many things to still achieve,
So many things you still haven't done,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
Is a body,searching for comfort,
A mind,searching for peace,
And a heart searching for true love,

All behind those beautiful eyes.....

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: angst, anxiety, betrayal, emotions, feelings, image, lost love,

Paper Plane

Since you left, I've been unable to dream, thrashing about in tangled sheets all night. I fold paper planes, odd as that may seem, preparing the night's fledgling fears for flight. I believed we'd be together till death, and yet, you left, and I’m alone and scared. Without you, I've no reason to draw breath, what kept me going was thinking you cared. I scribble down my anger and my pain, describing just how much love has hurt me. And fold the page into a paper plane, hoping the hand of fate will set it free. And await a breeze to launch my letter; for once that plane takes flight, I'll sleep better.

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: age, anger, poetry, spring,

A Poet's Spring

I will absorb the warm sunshine today,
I'll wrap myself within a golden ray.
Nature's music enchants the tropic air
Where windswept waves will spur me to declare

The tender wishes I've been dreaming of,
That younger years when we first fell in love
Could cross the barriers of time's sweet past
And return pain free bodies that would last.

When the young speak about the golden years 
They do not realize the many fears 
That plague us as we reach that golden age.
They do not understand our pent-up rage

At doing simple things we used to do 
Can be too much and soon pain will ensue.
Poetry can return us to our spring 
Where youth of green is seen in everything.

10-27-19

by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: anger, love,

Fly little Dove

I felt ashamed today
I should have not spoken that way.
My love was annoyed and left.
I was surprised by all the dialogue bereft.
Worse the telephone ceased to work,
In anger, I threw down the phone with a jerk.

Saddened by my uncouth manner
Our love must remain a winner.
How to send her a message of sorrow?
I dared not wait for tomorrow.

A message I would send with haste,
No, no, not a moment to waste.
I wrote a note and stuck it to my dove.
With all the words that spelt love.

Fly, sweet white dove, fly to her home
No time to wander or to roam, 
Straight to her loving arms, fly sweet bird
Let her message of love be heard.

by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, emotions, psychological, spoken word, truth,

The Pain Game

Why do people, want to cause
Other people pain
Where is the Love 
That will break the chain

Someone says something
Then it's tit-for-tat
I've played this before
We all know the score
Now who's up at bat

I think it's time, for us to play
The self healing game
Before there's no one, left
Around to blame

One that's more thoughtful
And much less insane
Let's reach for the Sun
And help everyone
Come out of the rain

All we have, is this fleeting chance
To get this right
No time for jealousies 
No time to fight

Don't say, that you're sorry
Don't seek to forgive
Just start here today
And throw it away
And learn how to live

by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: abuse, anger, angst, death, me,

Murdered

~he murdered me~

I was only 21 years old
Here I lay, beyond the cold

I  granted him, the best of me
Praying for his love endlessly

I never listened to anybody's advice
Only to my husband and his lies

He bore a bad habit of beating me
No matter, his love was all I could see
 
On my last day, he took me by surprise
Now everyone around me cries

It's too late to tell all my loved ones good-bye
Or, even understand the reason why?

Today I'm in a place where he can't touch me
In a box called a coffin, only I can see

While you stay and rot behind in jail
God did and took me away from your hell

:)

by Aiyah Torres |
Categories: anger, courage, crazy, emotions,

Black Afternoon

her sunlight shaded with clouds 
burning love shuttered in pain. 
rainfalls pour down on her feet 
black widow spits in demon's face. 

broken mirror hangs in the wall
she sees face dirty and old.
pulling down tears one by one
rinse the wound caused by his hands.

she caves underground to feel the darkness
composed herself while brokenhearted.
wait for the morning to witness the sunlight
free her mind to feel the long lost love.

fiercefully, she ran through the door 
no regrets, left her home alone. 
blue and purple paintings on skin 
have gone when she dance in the rain.

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 12th grade, anger, angst, anxiety, discrimination, imagery, immigration,

Go Away

wars drugs poverty famine fear rape death and degradation that's the impoverished world desperate immigrants flee and yet we won't let them in go die on the other side of our new wall stay away from what’s ours we should be ashamed to call ourselves Christians there's no kindness in our hearts or tolerance for others even though God's commandment says to love our neighbors as we love ourselves (Suzette Prime) 8/11/2018

by Mary Hoose |
Categories: anger, betrayal, break up, divorce, leaving, love hurts,

For Two Timing Husbands

How many tears must fall from brown eyes before I lay me down to sleep.
Where hurtful dreams of betrayal and lies hide in shadows they creep.

How long did you think you could go around cheating and not be found out.
With all your two dollar whores and think I'd not scream and shout!

See if they'll put up with your bullsh**, until the next one catches your eye.
As for me I'm done with your no account two timing a** once and for all...
                    GOODBYE!!!!



https://youtu.be/eopNLWRW0IM

by Wendy White |
Categories: abuse, anger, anxiety, break up, depression, feelings, hate,

Hidden In the Rain

She has faced the ghosts from her past.
Traveled beyond the razor's edge.
She is haunted by shame's overcast.

Once engulfed in misery's darkness.
Blame it on insecurity.
Storms of emotion, she tries to repress.

She hides her tears in the rain.
Angry cries are muffled by thunder.
The wind blows away her pain.

A man's lust was disguised as love.
She was misled by impatience.
Her soul is cleansed by water from above.
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She wandered into the light & found protection.
A discharge of hope revived her spirit.
Now, she can withstand bites of deception.

She hides her tears in the rain.
Angry cries are muffled by thunder.
The wind blows away her pain.

by Samantha Withee |
Categories: absence, adventure, age, anger, bible, words,

Power of Now

Slowly I see the light decrease off your hand 
You say love but do you see my eyes 
Surviving you is a long vanished pen 

As building it through is what I witness 
Occasionally you grasp me effortless 
This new found conviction is astonishing 

As you see my devotion but never entitle it 
Perhaps in time you will revolutionize 
So I give you my voice to authentic expectation 

Love should never harm, as I do find you irresistible 
I pray to up beyond but at wish some things aren't precise 
So I just listen to a spirit, as my future plays a shipping canal 
And this is the power, the power of now.

by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: anger, beauty, blessing, feelings, forgiveness, friendship love,

Beauty From Him We Derive

Who am I not to excuse and forgive
when the Solo God, His mercy would give.

Rage inside, I plead to God to erase
though much of pain has on the face left trace.

All the seasons barged into Springtime
and the Rose has to keep her scent sublime.

The birds would chirp and hail a rising dawn
as night would echo the woes of a swan.

Mind and heart are forever friends and foes
heart sins and mind reasons, one to dispose !

Sweet bitter life! blest to taste and survive
The Mighty, Beauty from Him we derive.

by Jessica Tulcus |
Categories: confusion, life, love, sad, me, me, truth,

Silenced By Anger

Silenced by anger,
I can’t believe my ears,
you told me that you loved me,
but the truth remains clear.

You lied to me, you selfish jerk,
and it is I, who must pay
for all the love and laughter,
that left me in a daze.

I can’t believe that I listened
to the words that you said.
The truth wasn’t missing,
it was dancing in my head.

You used to act like you loved me,
But I guess the angers fed.
So forgive me as I leave this place,
Selfish, cold, and dead.

by James West |
Categories: god,

A Prayer For Wisdom

Let not thine lips utter a curse
Upon those the Lord has Blessed.
Let not thine heart be hardened
Or thine mind be under duress.
For the rain falls upon the wicked
And the righteous just the same,
Do not cast a stone in anger,
In judgement, or in vain.
For vengeance is mine saith the Lord,
And my Will, it will be done.
Do not doubt,
Do not fear,
For after the nighttime, 
comes the sun.
Be as equals.
Love in kind.
This Commandment above all else.
Treat your neighbor as Your kin,
And love them as yourself.

by Crystal Hill |
Categories: urban, me, love, me,

My Strong Black Man

Brown eyes so deep with anger and pain yet, so hypnotising and sweet they 
tempt my soul.

Lips so soft and warm, such harsh words for such gentle lips. Kiss me so I can 
feel your pain.

An embrace so safe and secure that could crush you and destroy that which is 
oh so pure- hold me closley.

I feel your heart,
I hear your breath,
I know there is love inside.

A sculptured body, skin of a king, I see you in my dreams-I feel you when you are 
away.

If only you loved me with a heart that's pure.
If only you'd let me in so I could love you,
forever and ever,
my strong black man...

by Blake Holland |
Categories: adventure, allusion, anger, art, color, confusion, cool, crazy, fantasy, fun, funny, music, new year, paradise, rap, riddle, rude, song,

Northern Suburbia

Your love is real 
the love you feel.
Your love is great 
the love you make.
Your records are on fire 
its your desire.
Take me out tonight
and go wild and crazy, 
or be fat and lazy. 
So I played some Doors 
and saw some whores. 
So I said goodbye 
and they all must die, fool. 
So dig my guts 
and eat my brain 
and then go insane. 
I don't
Care I love it 
so forget it, Punk!

by Joseph May |
Categories: sea, , Lullaby,

Poetry Ocean

I can soothe like a lullaby
  with a soft melody
 I can tickle your feet
   If that is your fancy
 I am the muse of the poet
   And the painter's brush
 I am the love of the sailor
    And the sunset's blush

 Creatures great and small
    Dwell in my depths
 If you delve into my realm 
  You must hold your breath
 But the depths of my mystery
    Are yet to be reached
Don't be a hero, stay on the beach

 I can cool you down
 On a hot summer day
 I can reach any coast
 whether it be night or day

 But I can rise up in anger
 just out of the blue
 I can become the tsunami 
that destroys you!

by Bobbie Jo Price |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, depression, first love, horror, pain,

Be My Own Version of Death

wrap your arms around me a little too tight
let yourself be the noose that ends my life
tear ladders in my tights while holding me down
pull a little too hard and drag me to hell
take my heart, its in the center to the left
its yours, my darling, take it right out of my chest
clutch my hand a little too roughly
shatter my bones and call me lovely 
take me to the Eiffel tower, guide me to the top
hold me from behind and give me a gentle shove 
rip my ribs out with your teeth, one by one by one
play them like the grand piano, show them how its done
lather your lips with venom, careful not to taste
kiss me until my last breath, simply watch me break.

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: god, introspection, love,

I Choose

I choose 
To be the calm within the storm
I will not add to the madness
Anger will not be my companion
Truly a calmer spirit can prevail

I choose 
You over me
It is not all about me
Ego will not direct my path
Within your special I will dwell

I choose
To live within this moment
The past has lost its power
Sadness can no longer satisfy
Only the now is really here

I choose
To give of what I have
It was never mine to hold onto
Selfishness will not rule my days
There is enough beyond my need

I choose
More than the temporary
Treasures stored in a heavenly realm
Love will be my companion
"I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever"