Tag: angry

Read Poetry: THE OUTSIDE, by Prateek Nair

Genre: Dark, Angry, and Life

Standing in the outside looking in,
The look of innocence resonates the outer skin,
But the true being within doesn’t represent where all
the outside has been
Fond, sweet, and soft to the touch,
Seeming heavenly until the devil’s strut spawns the
truth that makes you cringe and your jaw clutch

Causing pains in the head that reaches the tip of the
hair,
Belief is absent for you do not dare believe anything
that this outer shell said
Never judge a book by its cover, that’s truth be told,
For once you assume you are opening yourself to be
stricken low with a truth that will sicken those like the
common cold
Behold!

Lies and thoughts of the mind intertwine ruining
expectations and complicating lives,
While the truth may lie inside,
Falsity of the imaginative kind,
Flutter your mind and give yo

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Why?, Poetry by David Mayall

Genre: Angry

Mournful thoughts I ask you why,
The day,
The night,
The morning sky.

Sorrowful sigh continue on,
Our world,
Our life,
Our morning sun.

Words spoken, silent,
Abrupt,
Spitting sound,
Anger raised,
Hurt,
Profound.

But why?
Why? The question
It’s what I ask,
Such rage builds,
Boiled,
Vehement,
Mask.

A passion,
A pride,

Of embarrassed truth,
Twisted mind,
The hardened proof.

Emotion bled,
Scourged its soul,
Tortured hatred,
Plagued turmoil.

These the things,
Off narrowed path,
Your guidance,
Keeps,
In silent wrath.

And yes,
I do,
I make mistakes,
Without your guide,
Forgiveness breaks.

Even time,
It Heals,
It’s hurtful,
Sigh,
Of mournful thoughts,
When asking,

Why?

By David Mayall.

 

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TO THOU OF YESTERYEARS, Poetry by Sunday James

Genre- Angry

TO THOU OF YESTERYEARS by Sunday James

Oh! Aged and old know
This now is our age
Thou hath liveth
Now let us live
Get off ye of yesteryears
From thy high horses
Walk through our path
And thou might yet find
That door ajar
A pathway to our time
Nagging screaming and curses in vain cast
Yet victory not in sight
You may now embrace our facebook
Or journey to hades with the logbook
 

 

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