Anger Is Loser Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

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