Poems About Revenge

Poems about revenge use words that show doing things, like fighting or getting back at someone. These poems talk about how someone feels betrayed by someone they trusted, and they want to make them pay.

They show different points of view, like the person seeking revenge and the person they want revenge on. Revenge makes you feel so mad and hurt because someone did something bad to you, and you want to do something back to them to make them feel the same way.

It’s like wanting to get even because you’re so upset. Revenge poems end with the person feeling better after getting their revenge or realising that revenge isn’t the answer.

Some of these poems try to make you understand why someone would want revenge, even if you don’t agree with them. They question right and wrong and whether seeking revenge is ever justified.

Let’s read some poems about revenge.

poems about revenge

Thanks, Tainted…

By Nickolas J McKee 

You were always such a little *
Given and gotten all the luck.
Not ours and finding our lovely mutt,
No worries, we’ll be worth more muck.
Your imagination worth all pumps,
You leave those scattered in the dirt.
Then they end up just your messed up dumps,
As you blame others while you hurt.
So happy never bearing children,
By you such an empty storm close.
Burning like a chilling cauldron

Beware Of Dog

I feel my teeth rattle loose in my skull.
Fingernails whittled down to rounded stems.
But evermore is the vile spew of rage from within me.
Although my incisors give way for your beating flesh
I still wrap my jaw around your gullet.
The feeling of your pulse on my tongue is elating.
Feel the way it rises and falls with every clench.
Like a beaten dog I gnash these blackened teeth.
Forever perpetuating the harm that has been done to me.

A Word To Husbands

By Ogden Nash

To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you’re wrong, admit it;
Whenever you’re right, shut up.

poems about revenge

A Question

By Robert Frost

A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth

From Its Throat, The Valley Of Despair

Blood is the only story I can tell.
For a fragile and damaged brain gives no cure,
and either chooses chaos or new birth.
My soul was the only currency I could sell.

So, deeply, I fell in love with slashes of red.
I gave no mind to life or death and thus
laid my wrath to carnage, sinning again and again.
And by my mirth, released the hungry wolves.

After, I traveled to the brink of Hell’s chasm.
Staring into the pit black as obsidian, I jumped.
Torment and misery had been my only companions
and in the face of great heretics, I was welcomed home

A Poison Tree

William Blake

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,–

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
This poem is in the public domain..

poems about revenge

All You Who Sleep Tonight

By Vikram Seth

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above –

Know that you aren’t alone
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years.


By Langston Hughes

That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes.

Hot And Cold

By Roald Dahl

A woman who my mother knows
Came in and took off all her clothes.

Said I, not being very old,
‘By golly gosh, you must be cold! ‘

‘No, no! ‘ she cried. ‘Indeed I’m not!
I’m feeling devilishly hot! ‘

Choose Yourself This Time Instead

We all broke our rules for someone unkind,
Lust and pretty words can make you blind.

Sometimes echoes of past mistakes will slip beyond the dark line,
Do not cling to old memories while making new ones this time.

Begin to trust that your instincts will guide you true,
Decide to choose yourself instead of letting others choose you

poems about revenge

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay


Sometimes I feel I don’t belong
And wonder, is it me who’s wrong

Should I lie in order to change
Or would I rather seek revenge

Fight for my life and my true side
That’s been hiding so deep inside

Or just decide it’s not worth it
That maybe right, was the culprit

What is the path I should follow
For what to choose, I do not know

Hero or foe, what will I gain
For in the end, one shall remain

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