Anger, an emotion, that some of us know well
We may know it as passion and only come across it, from time to time
However most of us will feel it and it truly is no crime.We may mistake other emotions, for this prominent one
Like agitation and exasperation, or being downright pissed off
But to truly feel anger, like a ball of fire in your gut
May not happen often for some but for others, maybe too much.I fall into the category, of not often but enough
Sometimes it can rage within me, maybe you too and I know, that's rough.It can consume me to the point, where I cannot rationalise
The reason for my anger or reaction and the look in my eyes
As I stare at the subject, of my emotion, so raw
Look back at me if they dare, who knows if they even saw
That they have just turned me from placid, into something obscene
Who now has fire in their heart and hate on their mind
And would quite happily show it but they don't want to be unkind.See that's the funny thing with anger, it can be such a fleeting thought
You may think at the time, that your target is sought
You can plot, seek revenge and decide they deserve all that you will serve
But no sooner are you ready, to attack with power, you're prepared
Then all of a sudden your conscience kicks in, is this person really guilty of this sin?Is it worthy of hate, is it so spiteful you'll risk
Your own mind and your soul, to carry out all that you wish
Most often, alas, your conscience will win through
Remind you to observe and not hate, the fault may lie with you!You've misunderstood the situation, you've overreacted again
Give them a chance to explain, and then, only then
Can you truly judge them fairly, as to whether they are guilty or not.Some situations pass the test, with flying colours and you realise
You are merely experiencing disdain, there's no need to despise.So next time anger may strike you, unaware and with haste
Make sure your subject deserves it, or you'll be left with the bitter taste
Of swallowing the humble pie, that you surely must eat
Because incorrectly enforcing your anger, is no mean feat.
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Words by Hazyfantazy
PoetryThroughout my life, words have been everything. I write with them to ease my own mind and also use them to comfort others. The title is very much reflective of the time during which I wrote these. Hazyfantazy, a nickname given to me by friends a...