Anger is insidious in its motion
Created by frustration, fed by illusion -
Internal pain twisted and gnarled,
Shamed with denial and confusion.
Arrogant fools are we,
locked in hope and vanity -
Tripped up by truth and integrity
Wretched with pity and regret,
Born idiots reaching for repose
Living eternity with the ghosts
Of our own cutting woes.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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Nice piece that somehow exposes the vagiaries of human nature.
I like it
Rob