If my poem upsets,
I'm just so sorry
No need to worry
Your not speaking anyways
And that's okay
If my poem upsets,
I'm just so sorry
Anger begets anger my friend
Deny it till the end
But were like snakes each with our own venom
If my poem upsets
I'm just so sorry
Here please hand me a tissue
So I can wipe the floor with you
You have no clue
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
I won't impersonate
I will speak my version of the truth
Let loose
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
But you don't have read, or concede
Just breath
Count to ten and it will be fine again
If my poems upset
I'm just sorry
But don't insult me with your self gratification
Your better then everyone else
To hell with you
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
But what is done, is done
You don't even know me
Yet you hand your opinions like candy.
If my poem upsets you
I'm just so sorry
But I didn't mention your name
You weren't dethroned or defamed
Point the finger and blame
By all means please do
If my poem upset you
I'm just sorry
But forgiveness is isn't mine to give
So its live and let live.
Deny me some of that beautiful constructive criticism
Still I won't miss it
Brilliantly written.....thanks for sharing......anjandev roy.
Compulsion set aside for sober reflection. Very deep and passionate write. Thanks for sharing.
Great poem! Wondering why your poem would upset anyone, you describe the truth throughout it with an underlying passive anger. It's an insightful look into how others see truth, it seems to me. Thank you, RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If my poems upset I'm just so sorry I won't impersonate I will speak my version of the truth Let loose.. I shall speak the version of the truth. always you speak the truth. that is your exceptional talent.. tony