Anger threatens
and bursts throught fast.
The swelling breast
stretches the sinews
of all being.
With strife the builds
of some betrayel clings
to mind, a length
of memory springs
bringing into combat
all focuses of strength.
Restrained the sighing heart
descends the peak,
resting uneasily
and declaring weak.
Sally Plumb
Sally Plumb
I’ve often heard that anger is a negative, thus unhealthy emotion. If one gets angry, he should not stay angry, but release it. Good poem.
Add one D and see what anger becomes? ... thanks sharing… Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You see thru anger as good as a psychologist and declaring weak. great Sally
Hi! Ken. Just catching up. Thanks for your comment. Best regards.... Sally