Why is there so much hate
Brewing inside me?
Bubbling and boiling,
Threatening to spill.
Why is there so much anger,
Burning inside me?
Hitting and shouting is,
All I seem to do nowadays.
All around me there are people,
Busy with their lives.
Why does it irritate me so,
To see them?
Is isolation what I want?
But i don't like being alone.
How do i get this feeling,
Of crying all the time to go?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think when we hate others and nurture anger, we may be left alone to wonder what wrong we have done! Confused thought of a human is written in the orderly manner..