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When Anger Speaks for the Wounded is a reflection on what happens inside us when anger takes control. In moments of hurt, the mind can become clouded by emotion, making us react before we have the chance to think. We may become silent, distant, impatient, or say things we never meant to say-not always because we want to hurt someone, but because we want them to understand that they have hurt us. The poem explores that space between anger and understanding: the moment when emotions are loud, and the quieter moment that comes afterward, when we begin to question ourselves. Sometimes we regret how we reacted. Sometimes we realise that our anger had a reason. At its heart, this poem is about something many of us experience but don't always talk about-the complicated relationship between hurt, anger, reaction, and self-reflection. About the Author I am Lavanya Y. Rao, and I am a new writer who finds inspiration in everyday moments, emotions, and the little things we often overlook. The idea for this poem came to me after I witnessed an incident involving another person. It made me stop and think about how strongly anger can take over our minds and bodies, sometimes making us react emotionally before we have had the chance to think clearly. It also made me wonder how easily hurt can turn into anger, and how differently we sometimes see a situation once we have calmed down. That moment became the inspiration for When Anger Speaks for the Wounded. Through my writing, I hope to put ordinary but complicated emotions into words that people can recognise within themselves. With this poem, I wanted to explore anger not just as an emotion, but as something that can sometimes hide hurt, disappointment, or simply the desire to be understood. Most of all, I hope that while reading these words, you find a small part of yourself in them. If you enjoyed the poem, please do vote and leave a comment. Your support means everything t

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