Not once but twice
The same glass has been broken
On the same act
You react
Twice
In two different ways
Once you become very angry
Like ember
The other time you remain cool
Like frozen ice
You are under of a spell
Of a sense
That sense works
In you again
When a glass of milk
taken not once but twice
and not by the same child
but by two different children
again you react
once you abuse
the other time glad
a sense works
in you
let the later sense
posses you
and get it wings
let it fly all over
or spread
like insecticide
over the first reaction
and let it die like weeds
other wise
we fall short to be called human..
A great poem in a way against rage. High perceptions. Nice!
let the anger come out at first, cause if you hold it in it can get worse
You are right, but that is why we are called humans. We never know what the other person does. We can do just 2 things, otherwise choose between the two: Take it or leave it. If someone behaves with me like you say, I leave the person alone and ignore him/her. Anyway I found we cannot teach anybody for what we would like, that is why if someone do not behave as I would like, I leave him/her out of my life.
A man is a hypocrite only when he affects to take a delight in what he does not feel, not because he takes a perverse delight in opposite things............a brilliant write sir
It's better to react with anger. Once it is made open one can continue on. However when one gets silent the anger continues to build up and that is not good. At that pint it might be over. good write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
pretensions on moral values its very awful sense of grief run through out....nice one