it means anger. makes me think of dante, the inferno, the sin, distortions of love. wrath is… perverted love? it’s one of the deadly sins, how guilty am i of it? not a whole lot, i’m more guilty of envy i think. squidword represents wrath in spongebob squarepants.
jo
Bitter lovers, angry mothers wringing their deadly hands and twisting their fingers. Black ocean waves pouring from the mouths of writhing women. Power and fury together taste like salt on my tongue.
With one pass, he left no one standing. His wrath flattened the village. He second step did the same.
Steph
A burning of anger towards someone or something. Almost like being possessed. In control, but somehow not in control. It reaches into your deepest desires and makes them reality, despite rules and reasons you shouldn’t.
what’s left behind after the storm rolls through. Something I vow to never believe i have the power to hold over others. Our egos cannot be allowed to grow so far that we have this.
an evil monster fueled by anger and killed with love. can be painful to the person holding wrath but once wrath is purged by revenge it sends pain to another person. its not worth the pain it causes
All I’ve ever wanted is a world without wrath. A world without anger. A world without retribution. I secretly know that such a world does not exist and cannot exist because wrath is a result, not a premise. I still wish for that day when wrath goes away. Maybe someday. People would have to change. Can they? Would they? I doubt it, but that’s ok.
Jonathan
WRATH. one of the seven deadly sins. something i feel like i have too much of sometimes. but also something that really.. i don’t follow through with. i don’t ever get angry and then hurt someone. at least not physically. wrath is like hate. useless. pointless. a waste of energy.
Katie
It was a period where I was accustomed to the wrath of an upset teenager. He had been such a little darling for most of his childhood. I retained such enduring faith throughout the unrelenting storm of angst. Then one day I looked at him across the dinner table and he had become a respectful young man. I am proud of Tony.
Dave
There is only on deadly sin that I have ever suffered from. Wrath. I can’t tell you why. Maybe its because my Dad left me when I was 12. Or maybe its because I haven’t had good sex in two years. There another chance that its because I am the reason why my cat died. I get a little angry now and then. Maybe a lot angry. Mostly at people I care about. I wish I suffered from sloth.
Dani Dodge
So I’m supposed to die in fifteen minutes. I’m probably gonna be watching a movie and won’t even notice the time pass. I’ll be writing a story and six o’clock will come and go. But if the rapture does happen when it’s supposed to, at least I’ll die the way I want: writing. At least I’ll be living out my purpose in life then. See you later, everyone… hopefully (;
No one seems to know how much their wrath hurts when they just let it out. I bear the scars of all their beatings, but no one else can see them…no one except her. She’s so quiet too, she just accepts it…I don’t know how anyone could hurt her. But they have. Her scars are deeper than mine…all I want to do is hold her close and protect her from getting more.
I am the fury. My wrath rips through diamond and steel. My teeth are golden and sharp. The tips ooze poison. My nails are slivers of glass. Tempt me. I dare you.
I have no anger inside of me. Only sadness. I’m not angry its over. I’m not angry for all the pain I’ve been though. I’m not angry for anything that’s happened. I’ve experienced wrath in my own life, but that’s not important. What’s important is perseverance.
Jackie
I think it is hilarious that on the day of the supposed rapture y’all choose “wrath” as the word. I always wondered if the words were random or if someone was picking them. I think this answers that question. Clearly someone with a sense of humor is hand picking these words.
Brooke Farmer
RAWRR. evil witch, but something more sinister. commonly used with the phrase, “unleash the wrath. another thing that comes to mind: the beginnings of a fatal revenge plan.
i am full of wrath against the iniquities of this world, the lies, the unfairness of people against those who wish only for their happiness. Being misunderstood.
Ena
Stringed and ready; I feel like I am drowning in the wake of your own sorrow and paintings of plague. Wait for the wrath of your own mind to settle in and be free from the existential love that crosses us with its pseudo smile.
Present me with the hurt and pain that is plainly looked at as just another.
And I will tell them… I will tell them all about life.
I don’t really like this.
You’ll see me smile before you shoot.
Charge up the weapon.
You’ll cry and I’ll die.
Fuck you.
This is obscene and I am obfuscated.
Haha.
More like WRAP.
Has this been over before?
Gerald 'No Response' Gean
I don’t think that I want to write about wrath. It is a scary thing to thing about and talk about and today is not the right day to think and talk about it because everything is soaked in sunlight and beautiful and golden and rosy pink. But I think wrath is still happening in some places and that makes me heavy-hearted
Kate
the arms of vengeance like thorny vines wrap evilly around the throat of the hapless traveler whose only crime against the bloodthirsty tree was looking like the one before who bore the saw that slayed the tree’s companion.
My words are more powerful than you can imagine. And only when you hear me speak, proclaim and pronounce these words will you understand the wrath of my power. My words can slit your throat, and you would never know where the sword came from. In fact you would never guess there could be a sword as sharp as that. I can shake you and break you with only a few for I am not afraid to stand up on the stage. Look out and glance and the many faces that stare back and lean forward waiting for the sound of my voice to steadily approach their ears, not knowing what they are about to experience. My words come down like rain and my voice the thunder. My power is lighting. A staff forcefully place on the surface of the earth that shatters the planet within minutes. My words, will bring you tears, and even anger you, they will….change you. So turn you hears to my words, my voice. Hear me speak. Quietly await this moment. Anticipate…the waves.
Natalie Desrosiers
Wrath is like a broken cup
Wrath is a broken cup
Wrath is what you felt when you broke it
Wrath is why you broke it
Wrath is how you broke it
Wrath is why you left the pieces on the ground
Wrath is why you let him step on it
and bleed
Matty
I have so much wrath in my heart tears
In my eyes a deep scar within my soul
And I refuse to let you see it but my heart
Is torn and I try to play strong but on the
Inside its killing me to see you moved on
I think about it so much that’s its like a drug
I can’t get over it no matter how much I try
To let go I want you to see how bad it hurt me
And I want you to see I love you and want
You to come back to me but I will not settle
So you can see I’m weak it hurts to see you
Walk away and don’t return but I guess I have
Accept that you moved on so I have to do
What’s right and go on its gonna be hard
But at least I’m strong enough to say I let go
turquoise
i have said before that although i am not perfect i would be temperate, the temperate murmur of summer or the placid river’s bend. i will shy away from this brutal, mean, consuming thing so hateful inside of me. i have said it all and my words haunt me in tiny ways. my anger chips away like a bird would at a pine, and i feel it sting me and awful moments and i want it all to go away.
wrath reminds me of a girls sweatshirt that talked about the world ending an evil spirits coming out of the sky. she sat in front of me in my psych class and was pretty annoying. i dont know much about the word i think its fearful the wrath of another intimidating a human being, not exactly the greatest thing if you really think about it but yet here it is and im writing about it.
kaylynn crider
The wrath of the tigers hit me like a thousand stinging bees.I was immediately thrown to the ground,and I lay there, crushed,and waited for death to come.
Ali Cravins , 14 years old
i know i’m not a bright girl or a pretty girl or a rational girl so i can’t fathom for a moment why you love me, but you bottle me up. did you know that. you bottle me up when i’m angry and sad and wicked and ill intentioned and its as if you eat it. you swallow the hurt of it all and i want to kiss you and murmur cheap phrases in your ear because i’m not the angry little girl anymore. i don’t want
kimberly
grapes of wrat. john stienbeck. green grapes are nast. i hate wrath it’s evil and hurts people’s feelings. veggie tales. asparagus. love everyine. even the giant blueberries. i wish he would stop being an ass hole.I locked him on facebook. is that wrath. this purple bar stresses me out
noelle
Wrath, in itself is caused by fear. The fear of seeming weak, the fear of your opponent overpowering you, you feel compelledtondo something about it, so you become angry, wrathful, it makes you feel powerful and that’s all people want really, power. Power over everything. Money too but most of all, people feel the need to be powerful, to feel more powerful than those beneath you, more powerful than those you boss around every single day.
Wrath is a powerful feeling. I can’t really say I’ve ever truly felt it. I think we’ve all been really really angry sometimes but have you ever truly felt wrath?
It means evil and harsh. You could be really mean, too, or the evilness. It can mean the horribleness, also.
Pooppy
Wrath.
THe bumblebee circled me
like a hawk
with the annoyance of a fly
pecking at every color on my shirt
and my backpack black,
enticing it with its
colorful mixture,
glistening in the hot sun,
soaking up every ray possible
because it wants to burn
like a cockroach under a stove
near an open door,
waiting for its exoskeleton to melt off
like butter on a skillet,
sizzling until it refuses to struggle,
dying out with a small noise
that sounds like an itch.
It is something God usually does. It’s all over the Bible. Where is the loving part. It seems like a computer. A lot of rules and no mercy. Joseph Campbell said that.
wrath is one of the seven deadly sins. or is it? i’m not religious, man, i don’t know this stuff. either way, wrath is definitely not as bad as sloth. at least you’re motivated to do SOMETHING, you know?
Rosie
Wrath is the anger you feel inside when you are betrayed. When you hear that there are no more good things, no more innocent deeds on your path to adulthood, you experience this painful pang of emotion.
Joe
I hate my mother. I fucking hate her. She’s selfish and mean and dumb and I hate her. She wouldnt do anything for me if I didn’t have to fucking beg her. I want to die. I hate everything. I am full of wrath.
my life is nothing with out your wrath. You mold me with the look and emotion in your eyes. My only wish is to have loved you with out any conditions, and for some reason…there was no way i could let myself go enough to do that. I’m sorry.
Claire
what? is that what the predictors are talking about when they say the world is going to end today? you’ve got it wrong guys. all wrong. no one will know the day.
it means anger. makes me think of dante, the inferno, the sin, distortions of love. wrath is… perverted love? it’s one of the deadly sins, how guilty am i of it? not a whole lot, i’m more guilty of envy i think. squidword represents wrath in spongebob squarepants.
Bitter lovers, angry mothers wringing their deadly hands and twisting their fingers. Black ocean waves pouring from the mouths of writhing women. Power and fury together taste like salt on my tongue.
With one pass, he left no one standing. His wrath flattened the village. He second step did the same.
A burning of anger towards someone or something. Almost like being possessed. In control, but somehow not in control. It reaches into your deepest desires and makes them reality, despite rules and reasons you shouldn’t.
what’s left behind after the storm rolls through. Something I vow to never believe i have the power to hold over others. Our egos cannot be allowed to grow so far that we have this.
an evil monster fueled by anger and killed with love. can be painful to the person holding wrath but once wrath is purged by revenge it sends pain to another person. its not worth the pain it causes
All I’ve ever wanted is a world without wrath. A world without anger. A world without retribution. I secretly know that such a world does not exist and cannot exist because wrath is a result, not a premise. I still wish for that day when wrath goes away. Maybe someday. People would have to change. Can they? Would they? I doubt it, but that’s ok.
WRATH. one of the seven deadly sins. something i feel like i have too much of sometimes. but also something that really.. i don’t follow through with. i don’t ever get angry and then hurt someone. at least not physically. wrath is like hate. useless. pointless. a waste of energy.
It was a period where I was accustomed to the wrath of an upset teenager. He had been such a little darling for most of his childhood. I retained such enduring faith throughout the unrelenting storm of angst. Then one day I looked at him across the dinner table and he had become a respectful young man. I am proud of Tony.
There is only on deadly sin that I have ever suffered from. Wrath. I can’t tell you why. Maybe its because my Dad left me when I was 12. Or maybe its because I haven’t had good sex in two years. There another chance that its because I am the reason why my cat died. I get a little angry now and then. Maybe a lot angry. Mostly at people I care about. I wish I suffered from sloth.
So I’m supposed to die in fifteen minutes. I’m probably gonna be watching a movie and won’t even notice the time pass. I’ll be writing a story and six o’clock will come and go. But if the rapture does happen when it’s supposed to, at least I’ll die the way I want: writing. At least I’ll be living out my purpose in life then. See you later, everyone… hopefully (;
No one seems to know how much their wrath hurts when they just let it out. I bear the scars of all their beatings, but no one else can see them…no one except her. She’s so quiet too, she just accepts it…I don’t know how anyone could hurt her. But they have. Her scars are deeper than mine…all I want to do is hold her close and protect her from getting more.
I am the fury. My wrath rips through diamond and steel. My teeth are golden and sharp. The tips ooze poison. My nails are slivers of glass. Tempt me. I dare you.
I have no anger inside of me. Only sadness. I’m not angry its over. I’m not angry for all the pain I’ve been though. I’m not angry for anything that’s happened. I’ve experienced wrath in my own life, but that’s not important. What’s important is perseverance.
I think it is hilarious that on the day of the supposed rapture y’all choose “wrath” as the word. I always wondered if the words were random or if someone was picking them. I think this answers that question. Clearly someone with a sense of humor is hand picking these words.
RAWRR. evil witch, but something more sinister. commonly used with the phrase, “unleash the wrath. another thing that comes to mind: the beginnings of a fatal revenge plan.
i am full of wrath against the iniquities of this world, the lies, the unfairness of people against those who wish only for their happiness. Being misunderstood.
Stringed and ready; I feel like I am drowning in the wake of your own sorrow and paintings of plague. Wait for the wrath of your own mind to settle in and be free from the existential love that crosses us with its pseudo smile.
Present me with the hurt and pain that is plainly looked at as just another.
And I will tell them… I will tell them all about life.
I don’t really like this.
You’ll see me smile before you shoot.
Charge up the weapon.
You’ll cry and I’ll die.
Fuck you.
This is obscene and I am obfuscated.
Haha.
More like WRAP.
Has this been over before?
I don’t think that I want to write about wrath. It is a scary thing to thing about and talk about and today is not the right day to think and talk about it because everything is soaked in sunlight and beautiful and golden and rosy pink. But I think wrath is still happening in some places and that makes me heavy-hearted
the arms of vengeance like thorny vines wrap evilly around the throat of the hapless traveler whose only crime against the bloodthirsty tree was looking like the one before who bore the saw that slayed the tree’s companion.
My words are more powerful than you can imagine. And only when you hear me speak, proclaim and pronounce these words will you understand the wrath of my power. My words can slit your throat, and you would never know where the sword came from. In fact you would never guess there could be a sword as sharp as that. I can shake you and break you with only a few for I am not afraid to stand up on the stage. Look out and glance and the many faces that stare back and lean forward waiting for the sound of my voice to steadily approach their ears, not knowing what they are about to experience. My words come down like rain and my voice the thunder. My power is lighting. A staff forcefully place on the surface of the earth that shatters the planet within minutes. My words, will bring you tears, and even anger you, they will….change you. So turn you hears to my words, my voice. Hear me speak. Quietly await this moment. Anticipate…the waves.
Wrath is like a broken cup
Wrath is a broken cup
Wrath is what you felt when you broke it
Wrath is why you broke it
Wrath is how you broke it
Wrath is why you left the pieces on the ground
Wrath is why you let him step on it
and bleed
I have so much wrath in my heart tears
In my eyes a deep scar within my soul
And I refuse to let you see it but my heart
Is torn and I try to play strong but on the
Inside its killing me to see you moved on
I think about it so much that’s its like a drug
I can’t get over it no matter how much I try
To let go I want you to see how bad it hurt me
And I want you to see I love you and want
You to come back to me but I will not settle
So you can see I’m weak it hurts to see you
Walk away and don’t return but I guess I have
Accept that you moved on so I have to do
What’s right and go on its gonna be hard
But at least I’m strong enough to say I let go
i have said before that although i am not perfect i would be temperate, the temperate murmur of summer or the placid river’s bend. i will shy away from this brutal, mean, consuming thing so hateful inside of me. i have said it all and my words haunt me in tiny ways. my anger chips away like a bird would at a pine, and i feel it sting me and awful moments and i want it all to go away.
wrath reminds me of a girls sweatshirt that talked about the world ending an evil spirits coming out of the sky. she sat in front of me in my psych class and was pretty annoying. i dont know much about the word i think its fearful the wrath of another intimidating a human being, not exactly the greatest thing if you really think about it but yet here it is and im writing about it.
The wrath of the tigers hit me like a thousand stinging bees.I was immediately thrown to the ground,and I lay there, crushed,and waited for death to come.
i know i’m not a bright girl or a pretty girl or a rational girl so i can’t fathom for a moment why you love me, but you bottle me up. did you know that. you bottle me up when i’m angry and sad and wicked and ill intentioned and its as if you eat it. you swallow the hurt of it all and i want to kiss you and murmur cheap phrases in your ear because i’m not the angry little girl anymore. i don’t want
grapes of wrat. john stienbeck. green grapes are nast. i hate wrath it’s evil and hurts people’s feelings. veggie tales. asparagus. love everyine. even the giant blueberries. i wish he would stop being an ass hole.I locked him on facebook. is that wrath. this purple bar stresses me out
Wrath, in itself is caused by fear. The fear of seeming weak, the fear of your opponent overpowering you, you feel compelledtondo something about it, so you become angry, wrathful, it makes you feel powerful and that’s all people want really, power. Power over everything. Money too but most of all, people feel the need to be powerful, to feel more powerful than those beneath you, more powerful than those you boss around every single day.
Wrath is a powerful feeling. I can’t really say I’ve ever truly felt it. I think we’ve all been really really angry sometimes but have you ever truly felt wrath?
envy
wisdom
evil
trouble
monster
mystery
scary
pain
grapes
desperation
devil
nightmare
It means evil and harsh. You could be really mean, too, or the evilness. It can mean the horribleness, also.
Wrath.
THe bumblebee circled me
like a hawk
with the annoyance of a fly
pecking at every color on my shirt
and my backpack black,
enticing it with its
colorful mixture,
glistening in the hot sun,
soaking up every ray possible
because it wants to burn
like a cockroach under a stove
near an open door,
waiting for its exoskeleton to melt off
like butter on a skillet,
sizzling until it refuses to struggle,
dying out with a small noise
that sounds like an itch.
It is something God usually does. It’s all over the Bible. Where is the loving part. It seems like a computer. A lot of rules and no mercy. Joseph Campbell said that.
wrath is one of the seven deadly sins. or is it? i’m not religious, man, i don’t know this stuff. either way, wrath is definitely not as bad as sloth. at least you’re motivated to do SOMETHING, you know?
Wrath is the anger you feel inside when you are betrayed. When you hear that there are no more good things, no more innocent deeds on your path to adulthood, you experience this painful pang of emotion.
I hate my mother. I fucking hate her. She’s selfish and mean and dumb and I hate her. She wouldnt do anything for me if I didn’t have to fucking beg her. I want to die. I hate everything. I am full of wrath.
my life is nothing with out your wrath. You mold me with the look and emotion in your eyes. My only wish is to have loved you with out any conditions, and for some reason…there was no way i could let myself go enough to do that. I’m sorry.
what? is that what the predictors are talking about when they say the world is going to end today? you’ve got it wrong guys. all wrong. no one will know the day.