Thought/Rage This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   An open fist, the hands of rage,

evil eyes, an empty cage.

Stomping feet, nostrils flared,

tightening lips, mind uncared.

Destructive thoughts, rampaging words,

Callous heart, stampeding herds.

Piercing looks, heartless deeds,

empty frames, aggression leads.

Irate complies, words that kill,

unopened eyes, anger filled.

You won't take me, I'll fight you off,

I'll surr'nder not, I'll not be lost!

In your attack, as you had hoped,

I control my mind, it won't be doped.

Just you wait, when the fat lady's sung,

I'll calm my face, I'll hold my tongue.

And when you are calm, and anger caulked,

with rational minds, then we'll talk.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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poetrybutterfly123 said...
Nov. 10, 2010 at 8:51 am
wow.... i love this poem....very good
 
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