Anger Poem by Anthony Foster
Anger
The beat in my chest catches in my throat,
The unfairness assaults me, my mind‘s in a moat,
I want to smash something, to show how you are so wrong,
The moment is destroyed I want to go I don’t belong,
Long after the storm when things are calm,
When all I need is a healing balm,
The bitter taste is in my throat,
Your love if it existed seems so remote.
All I wanted was a steady sea,
And a good star to help me,
To enjoy our time together is all I ask,
Not the cold blade of all this hate stuff.
Anger is being a puppet on a string,
I cannot think I am helpless I cannot do a thing,
Quality time is too precious to be wasted in this way,
Time should be caressed, enough of this lets enjoy the day.
Wow: .. Anger AND sadness. Someone must have treated you badly to make you feel like this.. It's good; but how about compressing it to show the meaning quickly and sharply..? A sharp knife is more effective than a blunt blade. excellent. Dave
Dont feel bad I got angry yesterday myself, its inbeded in our nature I think, but it makes us feel so bad afterward, and stupid too. A 10 anthony
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The beat in my chest catches in my throat, The unfairness assaults me, my mind‘s in a moat, I want to smash something, to show how you are so wrong... angedr is mother of all ills.... should be controlled at ay rate.... beautiful write.. i like it.... read mine ragging & I am disgrace