Anger must be controlled.......anger must not manifest itself into vile words...that are potent to kill many a things...just read and get it!
Oh! drag me to that vile alter
Pull me apart
into pieces- thousand bits.
I am rotting
I am sullen
I am not left useful
Words that must be a slice
Of healing touch
Has turned into a thorn
Pricking
Spiny
Bitter
Dangerous
Born to hurt
Born to kill.
The very space that
Fill my stomach
That very gap
Gives out fire
Of disharmony
Where, I am the looser
I am the one who is lost
in the valley of solitude
Roaming in desolate terrains
Searching for solace
That I lost in the fire
Of my fatal words.
Where, I am the looser I am the one who is lost in the valley of solitude Roaming in desolate terrains Searching for solace That I lost in the fire Of my fatal words............... This for me summarizes why we always have to watch our anger so we dont get lost in the words that ensue. Thanks for sharing.
good writing, I like it, thanks. please read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Roaming in desolate terrains Searching for solace That I lost in the fire Of my fatal words. Yes dear, anger is fatal...please do read my poem, THE SNAIL. God bless...