#resentment poems on Hello Poetry

Man May 15

If I speak honestly,
What resentment should I harbor
For how words are received;
So long as you, too
Speak the truth, earnestly?
My commitment to honesty dies
At the prospect of a lie.
Brought as like a cat,
Planting at your feet
Dead mice

#metaphorical #introspective #existential #confessional #honesty #lie #resentment #acceptance #commitment #mice

Carlo C Gomez Jun 13

Distress Signal

~
she's thunderstorms.
she's asphodel meadows.

I fall outside of her
into the suburbs of askew,
where she hides behind
happy occident, where she
lives with the afterlife of a man,
but is in love with a scientist.

a jaded thing, she likes
to drop anvils on her
husband's head and blame
her fragile scaffolding,
she wears the wreckage
on her face, it's far easier
than admit her own fallacies.

before the children came along
she was able to pour some
of her own frustrations
into these knotty tussles.

now the midwives have left.
now misadventures in her
own backyard commence.

no hiding place down
the front of her,
the remaining secrets
come from underneath.

but if you trust her
and go along, she knows exactly
where to lay her hands.
~

#love #affection #marriage #trust #resentment #reconciliation #distress

Isabel Webster Feb 9

Modern Ophelia.

She’s waking, and she’s walking out the door

She leaves the glimmer of the red-brick,

In 2009, the first.

In 2023, the last.

The blood is on her hands, and she can feel a white blanket envelop her.

It is the first sensation she has felt in years.

Mercurial and self-loathing are those tears.

No more release in them.

Only release in that.

In this prison cell are mirrors; they glare back at her with such a hideous, emaciated, mortifying
Look on her face.
What she hears seems to salivate,
She, a ****** mouth of a teeth-grinder. Sore.
Did they see her face as the telephone rang?

The woman clothed in sun weeps with fury at her, with a mask of complete, deadly, damning indifference. It is so, so sorry; waves of anguished apologies flooded its lungs as he strangled it. The blade is for you, my dear girl.

As they came together, they came apart.

A hand, gloved in red;something in the way.

It’s a knell for this lady in red, and, oh! How she has been waiting so!

The troops of glares and deafening silence she cannot bear as she races towards them; they stampede over her.

She does not battle.

She does not cry.

She does not raise a finger.

She simply lets the curtains fall.

Ophelia drowns.

#guilt #selfloathing #resentment

Carlo C Gomez Jan 22

Owls Such As Us

~
Are we all the same distance apart?
Are we nocturnal
because we buy into
rhythmic disturbance,
trying to find a memory
in a dark room?

In shadow of advancing myth,
there's evidence of hunters
in the glowlight,
with wings outstretched,
solitary and contrite,
we cut the night,
we cut the night.

From sticks to bitterness,
we cut the night,
we cut the night.
~

#nocturnal #night #shadows #hunter #resentment #isolation

Jeremy Betts Jan 16

~•§•~ Old Dog, Old Tricks ~•§•~

"You're not a lot of fun to be around" she blurted
Not the first time I've heard it
I went
From being bullied to being A bully, was never meant to be permanent
You can probably guess what temperament brought more enjoyment?
So there's a solid argument to be had for it being a just verdict
But if you've never been in that predicament hold your judgmental hyperbolic rhetoric
Most folks seek out that kind of empowerment but keep it quiet, I'm just admitting it
Look, nobody's perfect but the crime has never fit my punishment
Pushed and shoved "getting back to the old me" to the back burner, against my better judgement
Cause I didn't bother with it any further, now a derelict social misfit
Then when it's my turn to take back the moment
My retort, a one and done statement;
Fck you, fck the planet and fck everyone on it
Easier to parrot that then to admit no one can stand me past the first minute
I don't know if it's the misplacement of hurt and anger, a cover for inadequate social alignment
Or a relentless deep seeded resentment for the general public
Not sure but it definitely feels organic
This old dog ain't capable of learning a new trick regardless of any enlightenment
Kinda sad isn't it?

©2024

#bullied #bully #permanent #temperament #argument #verdict #rhetoric #perfect #judgement #resentment

By Hemingway's Beard Jan 11

act iii scene i line lxi

how loudly
that clock ticks
when all you want
is ******* sleep

#resentment #frustration #tired #overthinking #distraction #hopeless #unhelpful #insomnia #sleep #clock

Jellyfish Oct 2023

Waiting for an Echo

Part of me wants to scream these words from a high place and hear then echo back; "I'm sorry!"

I'd pretend every person from my past was shouting it back to me and maybe then I'd actually be able to let it all go.

I could stand up straight and look others in the eye without having to wonder about their every lie.

I'd never have to hear my sister tell me I need to forgive again. I could say to her face
"I already have"

That would make me feel so happy and full, to know she can no longer say to herself "my sister is a fool."

#echo #wait #longing #resentment #anger #family #sister #forgive #letting #forgiveness

Pagan Paul Aug 2023

Nadines ******* Salute

Have you noticed they are at it again?
Idiocy, insults, back biting and *******.
Infancy in a petulant mood shouting
'cant cook, won't cook, shan't cook'.

And the recipe :-

Take one ex-minister (slightly embittered).
Fold through with a poison pen (neither retractable nor redactable).
Add a pinch or two of smouldering resentment.
Allow to stew and ferment for about 12 weeks.
Then warm through with an almond glaze of scorn
and liberally spread over several pages of resignation.
Finally wrap in a filou of vellum, and seal.

An ideal meal if you feel that your line manager
really needs a punch filled packed lunch.
And don't forget to garnish and serve with leaks
to the press and media.
Enjoy your meal Prime Minister!

Warning: This recipe contains home truths, scathing criticism,
ambition, nuts, betrayal, regret and crocodile tears.

Ref: Nadine Dorries who finally got around to resigning from the govt. after saying she would many weeks ago. Her resignation letter is scathing of her Tory colleagues and the PM, with a few hometruths being flung at them from her. Its refreshing to hear a politician say the truth, even if born from spite and resentment.

#hometruth #regret #resentment #criticism #politics #minister

Man Jun 2023

******

Should have known,
The only one, trying for years.
That giving all of myself
To someone who is empty
Will only render me,
Similarly.

#render #similarly #empty #trying #relationships #headache #anger #resentment #distrust #sadness