What the truth is
What the lie is
The answer crafted in me a contradictory root
Sometimes I feel, I understand
I'm defeated by the lie
They are human where I think I'm nothing
At end of everything they are right being
Now, on the deck of loser
like the migratory birds, I'm
Willing to fly to goalless address;
Time crawling to the way of itself
like glittering water on arum leaf
For six months behind them
I'm snared by their good look
In their own cavern, they are busy
I'm abandoned prayer on my knee
Where the truth is, where the lie is
My anger lost all words of peace
And now, the anger or the peace
Advises me, 'Be patient, please'
Where I learn- 'Anger is nothing,
But the weak child of knowledge.'
Chattogram © Mahtab Bangalee
It's true! No mad men can survive with his anger...anger is danger
Anger is a coward.....but peace is an emperor on this earth.....Lovely poem dear Mahtab Top stars
Excellent: - Where I learn- 'Anger is nothing, But the weak child of knowledge.'
Superb poem on anger...yes, anger is always a weak child....kudos and full*****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True understandable poetic words,5 Stars full for conveying these words to the readers, wonderfully rendered. Thank you for sharing!