My Fragments

Anger

I often wonder about people's Anger
And their bickering over thing like a hungry beggar
Words which cross limits
and leave other being timid
It is difficult to take back those words once said
Which come out ruffled from one's head
Never say anything when you are angry or truly happy
It makes things difficult and crappy.
We all are human beings
With all ourselves and little mischief
Yes we are mad
And sometimes cruel and bad
Sometimes nice
And sometimes wise
Our final destination is agony
And we often reach there quite often without any money
Why are we living
Taking small breaths and anger always brimming
We must have left many eyes tearing
And it isn't easy bearing
Breaking things at our house
Or sometimes leaving our spouse
Let anger exit
So you can live your life full of joy and without any exit.