Mad With Anger Poem by Md. Asadullah

Mad With Anger

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Sighting her image in truth's
mirror with anger she squealed.__
Scratched her woolly hair
and ripped off her brown veil.__
Broke everything in her way
and shamelessly walked bare.__
But I had immense respect for
women, I give heed, I do care.__
I went to market and brought a
bread while continued the unrest.__
I gave her the bread so that along
with it her anger she could digest.__

Sunday, September 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: anger
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Soulful Heart 17 September 2014

packed with a powerful mesage....yes anger is a plant that sprouts from dissapointments....grows into plant with unfulfillment....becomes a tree with spite and inferioty and roots itself back thru branched arms of envy violence malice revenge hatred til man turns beast....

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Akhtar Jawad 07 September 2014

A nice idea in a lovely poem.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 07 September 2014

anger kills a man/woman or it pumps hatred in, ...but what i think anger is outcome of war within for the existence lovely poem..

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