Fire of anger grabs me
I have lost my past
I am driven out of my home
I am now unknown to me.
Fire of anger makes me
A fire eater
I shout scream and cry
I see ashes and smokes
All around me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem Anger consumes us. after we are we are amazed that we lost our senseof equanimity.