Anger Feeds Upon Itself Poem by David Keig

Anger Feeds Upon Itself

Rating: 4.5


Anger is a virus
That needs not even air
To propagate contagion
Whenever it is shared.

Anger can't be placed in quarantine
To contain its vicious spread
For anger feeds upon itself
And burns a flaming red.

Anger is all consuming
Anger does not desist
From destroying sensibilites
In that haze of its red mist.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allan James Saywell 18 November 2004

i WONDERED WHY I'M ON FIRE THIS MORNING Excellent poem your right, that explain's my anger, a well thought out poem Thank you AJS

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Adeniyi 21 February 2022

Good

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Olanrewaju lateef 21 February 2022

Good

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Olanrewaju lateef 21 February 2022

Good

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Davidson 21 February 2022

Good

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Brook Renwick 31 July 2020

This is a really good poem David. Some people seem to be proud of winning an argument with bludgeoning anger. Having said this, I am guilty of losing my temper from time to time. All I do is scream a bit though. I don't lash out physically. I know first hand that I haven't solved anything when I yell and carry on. Keep writing! You are writing some good poems!

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