Top 100 Poems About: ANGER

In this page, poems on / about “anger” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Poison Tree

    I was angry with my friend:
    I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
    I was angry with my foe: read more »

    William Blake
  • 2.

    Anger in its time and place
    May assume a kind of grace.
    It must have some reason in it, read more »

    Charles Lamb
  • 3.
    If We Must Die

    If we must die, let it not be like hogs
    Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
    While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,
    Making their mock at our accursèd lot. read more »

    Claude McKay
  • 4.
    Portrait Of A Figure Near Water

    Rebuked, she turned and ran
    uphill to the barn. Anger, the inner
    arsonist, held a match to her brain.
    She observed her life: against her will read more »

    Jane Kenyon
  • 5.
    Sapphics Against Anger

    Angered, may I be near a glass of water;
    May my first impulse be to think of Silence,
    Its deities (who are they? do, in fact, they
    Exist? etc.). read more »

    Timothy Steele
  • 6.
    Iva's Pantoum

    We pace each other for a long time.
    I packed my anger with the beef jerky.
    You are the baby on the mountain. I am
    in a cold stream where I led you. read more »

    Marilyn Hacker
  • 7.
    Dulce Et Decorum Est

    Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
    Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
    Till on the haunting flares we turned out backs,
    And towards our distant rest began to trudge. read more »

    Wilfred Owen
  • 8.
    Not From This Anger

    Not from this anger, anticlimax after
    Refusal struck her loin and the lame flower
    Bent like a beast to lap the singular floods
    In a land strapped by hunger read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 9.
    Ludwig Von Beethoven's Return To Vienna

    So when my proud city spread
    her gypsy skirts, I reentered; read more »

    Rita Dove
  • 10.
    Anthem For Doomed Youth

    What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
    Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
    Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
    Can patter out their hasty orisons. read more »

    Wilfred Owen
  • 11.

    When in a farmhouse kitchen that smelled
    of old rinds and wet cigarette butts
    I hoisted the shotgun to my shoulder
    and aimed but did not fire it at the man read more »

    April Bernard
  • 12.
    Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

    Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light. read more »

    Dylan Thomas
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