When you tell, you know me well;
why on earth you get me mad pretty often?
I get blind in the fume of toxic anger!
I know, anger is poison!
I cannot help it now; my inner self is blue!
If you truly know me well, you`ll never drive me crazy.
You must know then my evil wrath kills the wished mirth!
Won`t you help me to put this devil to sleep?
Or to keep it ever buried somewhere inside deep?
Anger once entered as an amoeba and now it has an octopus shape!
No true friend will ever incite me to my wild tantrum!
Cold airs of the hearts I like or love
send an uncanny sensation to all my parts.
Poppycock talks or ivory ideas terribly get on my nerves.
Half-hearted fellows ever in two minds get me nut.
And those who love to be trapped in a mucky pond
in fear of drowning in the big open sea get me sick!
I love to be soft with anyone soft.
My feet ever love to get to you with a comrade`s heart!
I love to love; pass or fail....!
If you step just few yards, I`ll go with you miles and miles!
May I be a poet, I am still like a child!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Writing is such a great way to express your feelings, particularly Anger. For this is one feeling not good to pass on to others. Thank You Partha