Frustration brews in a pot;
dump in the regret
and moments of messing up.
Season with
a pinch of anger,
and also a longing for
things to be different.
Let this destructive broth brew.
You'll know it's done
when a train of steam
blows the lid off.
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Transparency - A Book of Poems
PoetryWords are windows to the soul. Nothing is held back; there is only transparency. - Any comment/feedback is greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading!
