On Anger

 On Anger

Angered I was by the relatives I bore.
 Angry I was at what fate had in store.
 Angry I was at the circumstances that
looked me in the eye
Angry I was, I thought I would die.

Anger had had the better of me,
Angry I was, I thought I’d always be.

Angered by apathy, oh! Poor me!
Anger, anger, just set me free.

My soul charred as coal, at the regular burns;
had set ablaze a heart of gold,
The tiring onslaught of animosity
My heart; weary and cold.

A rainbow; a dew drop; a gentle breeze,
was all it took to heal the hurt,
a few deep breaths of love and care,
Anger withered like dust and dirt.

back again..

It's been so long since I've blogged. I find myself fumbling and fighting my way through the keys. I have actually forgotten how to get my way through to the comments section or other options. So, I thought it would be best to just write. I found my way through and am finally here :-)
I find myself pressing the 'ENTER' button after every sentence! As if that's not enough, I am constantly adding emoticons to each sentence.

My vocabulary has gone to the dogs. I have learnt the language of the Gen next. I have transformed myself into this monster who can juggle my numbers with alphabets in a weird concoction and juggle out a new lingo! I said it. :-) and there goes the smiley. I will not abstain from the use of things that make me happy.

Hope I can add a post to my blog at least once a week.