Pure Anger Poem by Ivy Christou

Pure Anger

Rating: 4.8


Today is one of those days,
I blame everyone and no one,
I’m annoying,
You are too slow,
He is in my way,
She doesn’t understand a thing.
A cold shower can not help,
A broken pencil can not release my hands tension,
A lonely star can not occupy my mind.
The television is more boring than usual,
The magazine is trying to brainwash me with rubbish,
the radio is constantly playing songs I don’t like.
My neighbour is playing his electric guitar at midnight,
The cars outside run over my last attempt to relax
And this is my last chocolate.
HELP!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Uriah Hamilton 15 December 2005

Some days are worse than others! If you were slightly older, I would suggest a glass of wine.

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Seán O' Muiriosa 10 June 2005

Very good poem indeed, but aren't those days just horrible! I totally understand... Take many deep breaths and look forward to a new day... Your friend, Seán

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