Who Is The Brewer? Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
Who Is The Brewer?
my temper is like a storm
that worries all the due resentments
crowded in the inside wide veranda;
venting bile-bitter spleen is like
sweeping those prickly specs
with a sprung up spooky broom!
even i never dare it to groom!
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: anger
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