When the rage within
boils and burns without
The flames of anger given fumes of hatred
Intoxicated vengeance blazes the heart
With thoughts flaring and heart racing
There is no respite from the discontent
Clenched fists and sweat on the brow
Facing a stone wall with eyes bloodshot
The poison in the veins runs so deep
The soul has frozen, numb the feelings get
Pricking and piercing every dream and hope
Broken peaces scattered inside out
There is a smirk on the lips a tear in the eye
When life is speeding on this destructive path
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An insightful depiction of destructive nature of hatred and revenge, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. Lovely piece of poetry bristling with knowledge. Thanks for sharing Prabhat. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.