Anger Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Anger



Anger is thrown
Far out the field
Of anguish

Disturbed rage
Recoils in return
Breaking the fine line

Bickering turned uproar
It was her fault
But his mistake

They won't stop
Until someone is hurt
Show them the damaged heart

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patricia Grantham 20 May 2013

There is never room for anger but it always seems to squeeze it's way into our life. When it has finished it's course it goes about it's way leaving nothing but destruction. A worthy write.

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