I anger myself
For pursuing what I desire
And tire when the road gets bumpy
I have dreams to fulfill
But my eyes prefer something
The flicker of the smartphone
I decide the action
And regret the action taken
My mind pursues to two paths
It cannot decide which one to take
I anger myself
In this dangerous weakness
I pursue my dream in a week
And sleep on it in another week
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Poetry of the Furious
PoetryThere are things in life that frustrate, anger and saddens you. Things like the irritable people around you, the happenings in politics and current events, problems that continue to haunt you. I deal with these irritations by turning them into poetr...
