Anger is not my strength
Anger is not my power
Anger is not my rod of control
Anger is not a master’s role
Anger is not healthy
Anger is rooted in irritability
It reeks of frustration
And spells of inner agitation
Anger is never justified
However the stimuli is provoking
And the nemesis is stoking
The inner embers of conflagrations
The adversary, the scalding situation
Is no hallucination
The insults, the hurt and the humiliation
Are real
I want the external factor to amend
If he apologises, and mends his style
I will be redeemed and healed
In truth my anger is my emotion
My own creation, it went out of control
With my permission
Such an awareness and admission to self
Will help to accept, change concept
That I am my own master
I can mellow my anger factor
It is a disaster to be a slave to anger
Harbour rancour
Burn in hell, remain unwell
A constant victim of bio-chemicals
That consume my sanity
Ruin my equanimity
If I can wield my emotion
I will be my own benediction
Feel peace, be stable
So write your own story
To be or not be angry.
Shobha Lidder
Writer, Journalist, Teacher, Trainer, Social Activist, Reiki Master, Pranic Healer
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