The Angry Man
I am angry like a burnt charcoal
I am hungry like a leopord does not kick the goal.
I told my wrath' don't possess'
It replied 'I love u and obsess'
It is like a shark,
It turns the day to dark.
It grows both by day and morn
It flew me like a hay in the Strom.
It is the only friend and foe of mine
It is the only growth within the time.
It may be a fault may be a sin
It is my paradise it is my hymn
It born with me it would die with me
It is the 'ocean' with in The sea.
It told me within my dream
I can't leave you, I can't tream.
Poetry by Suvajit mahanty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thnku fo ur comment.It is a subjective objectified poem