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Anger I’m so angry that words stutter In my mouth; I’m seething at everything. Is this what fate has in store for me? Hunger, brokenness, lifelessness, purposelessness— Is this my life? I’m consumed with rage. My anger could varnish cities, Yet I have no one to blame, Not God, not the Universe. Where are you, hidden under rocks, Deep in oceans, among the stars? Are you teaching me a lesson? Universe, I’m bedridden, Life is slipping by. My manifestations, my pleas— Are they unheard? God, can you hear me? I need a new path, This one leads to futility. Did I fail the race called life? My road is dark, directionless, No one in sight. God, Universe, can you hear me? I heard that the universe is indifferent, But I need your help— It’s cold, dark, and lonely here. I’m scared, a child in the void. Is this the end? Poverty, weakness, loneliness? I look at the fading stars, My hands searching for a path home. Is this my fate? I thought about my tombstone, What would it say? “In loving memory of daughter and sister,” But who will come? Who will call? I laughed, is this my fate? I’m angry because you blessed me With a restless mind, hopeful yet unfulfilled. It dreams of oceans, mountains, and fields, But when I open my eyes, it lies. God and Universe, this might be my last cry, I’m fading, a ghost in the dark. Bring back my color, my spirit. Is this all that’s left for me?
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Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 3:09 PM UTC
Anger
Anger I’m so angry that words stutter In my mouth; I’m seething at everything. Is this what fate has in store for me? Hunger, brokenness, lifelessness, purposelessness— Is this my life? I’m consumed with rage. My anger could varnish cities, Yet I have no one to blame, Not God, not the Universe. Where are you, hidden under rocks, Deep in oceans, among the stars? Are you teaching me a lesson? Universe, I’m bedridden, Life is slipping by. My manifestations, my pleas— Are they unheard? God, can you hear me? I need a new path, This one leads to futility. Did I fail the race called life? My road is dark, directionless, No one in sight. God, Universe, can you hear me? I heard that the universe is indifferent, But I need your help— It’s cold, dark, and lonely here. I’m scared, a child in the void. Is this the end? Poverty, weakness, loneliness? I look at the fading stars, My hands searching for a path home. Is this my fate? I thought about my tombstone, What would it say? “In loving memory of daughter and sister,” But who will come? Who will call? I laughed, is this my fate? I’m angry because you blessed me With a restless mind, hopeful yet unfulfilled. It dreams of oceans, mountains, and fields, But when I open my eyes, it lies. God and Universe, this might be my last cry, I’m fading, a ghost in the dark. Bring back my color, my spirit. Is this all that’s left for me?
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Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 3:09 PM UTC
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