Rage And Wrath (Jan 14th,2004) Poem by Nicholas McDonough
Rage And Wrath (Jan 14th,2004)
Forging weapons in the armoury of thought
I destroy myself;
From the hidden seeds of thought
spring forth every blossom,
both sweet and bitter,
which follows as my shadow;
Harboured grovelling thoughts
descend me below the level of the beast
and ascend me into the fires,
of what once was heaven
Monday, June 26, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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