When you drink from a pot of anger
You swallow hot water of danger
Even the fire that kissed
The bottoms of the pot,
Burns with pity
All springs of gentility are missed
For anger hits the exact spot
That goes against your wit
when the clouds of anger
Descend upon you.
You loose your mind.
Things that sting deep
You say in haste.
Your actions shame your consciousness.
The poison spread in the mind.
Leaves behind trails of destruction
Senses stolen
Raising expenses.
In the darkness
Hatred is all it expresses.
Anger looks like an empty bottle of liquor.
It resembles already used chaffs of millet
It smells like diluted kerosene.
It is a decidicious man
Ahaa haa haa…i will have self control man no way…when anger erupts…for i don’t wanna be a victim of “my action to shame my consciousness “
LikeLike
Good piece.
What does “Decidicious” mean?
I suppose it’s a wrongly spelt word
Enlighten me. Thanks.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sure, good piece my brother
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much
LikeLike