Rage Poems
Warrior
by Elizabeth DeLucey
Warrior
It was a warrior
The one meant for battle
But there was no war being fought
And what is a warrior without a war?
It didnt know the answer
All it knew was anger
All it knew was rage
The never ending pain that entered its soul
It needed the fight
......
In Remembrance of My Lost Angel
by Carl Halling
I feel a deep, deep sorrow,
As life nears its final page,
The hard times that come with age,
It’s enough to make a good man rage,
But somehow, there’s a special sorrow,
In tears cried for love long gone,
By eyes that look back filled with pain,
At my lost angel.
......
Rage & Regret
by Zee K
In a whirlpool of emotions
None of which that can describe
My current frame of mind
Letting me get lost in this trepidation
Vicious words slowly tumbled off
Making me anxious enough
Truth be told none of it would matter
If one shall retreat and forget
But patience isn't the quality I possess
......
I'm tired..
by Anshika Srivastava
I'm tired
Tired of my bruises
Tired of these fake kisses
You give me every night
After dragging me to hell,
After ripping my heart into shreds
But not letting a single tear shed
Down my cheeks,
Cause you vowed to my dad
That you'll make my dopamine reach peaks..
......
Rage & Regret
by Zee K
In a whirlpool of emotions
None of which that can describe
My current frame of mind
Letting me get lost in this trepidation
Vicious words slowly tumbled off
Making me anxious enough
Truth be told none of it would matter
If one shall retreat and forget
But patience isn't the quality I possess
......
I'm tired..
by Anshika Srivastava
I'm tired
Tired of my bruises
Tired of these fake kisses
You give me every night
After dragging me to hell,
After ripping my heart into shreds
But not letting a single tear shed
Down my cheeks,
Cause you vowed to my dad
That you'll make my dopamine reach peaks..
......
In Remembrance of My Lost Angel
by Carl Halling
I feel a deep, deep sorrow,
As life nears its final page,
The hard times that come with age,
It’s enough to make a good man rage,
But somehow, there’s a special sorrow,
In tears cried for love long gone,
By eyes that look back filled with pain,
At my lost angel.
......
Warrior
by Elizabeth DeLucey
Warrior
It was a warrior
The one meant for battle
But there was no war being fought
And what is a warrior without a war?
It didnt know the answer
All it knew was anger
All it knew was rage
The never ending pain that entered its soul
It needed the fight
......
