Anger,
I fear.
Anger,
Appears .
My strongest enemy
My own anger.
Anger appears
At my weak moments.
I have to make myself
Strong and more strong
And I have to acquire
True knowledge.
Anger burns me,
I know anger is
The gateway of hell,
From anger,
Arises delusion,
From delusion,
Arises confusion of memory,
From confusion of memory
Comes loss of reason,
From loss of reason,
One goes to complete ruin,
And I know this
From scriptures and the Geeta.
O my dear, how can I
Control my anger, my enemy
You have stated in details
And yet I fear anger,
Anger appears and I suffer
As fruits of my wrong actions,
And I commit sin,
And anger spoils my nature
And with anger I invite
My own painful forms of live.
anger is the most worst form or condition of a man, anger destroys as fire abiding in woods, burns the wood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can totally relate to this. It shows aspects and steps on how anger/selfhate comes to life. Nice choice of words fruits of my action, i like that one much. Nice work sir.