Anger Poem by Ryano ; ,

Poison words
Faces flared
Stringy wrinkles
Receding hair
No fooling me the way you would with others
Sin is the devil & anger is her mother

Joint handwriting
Glows with age
Blood-rushed hands
Shred the page
No convincing me for the better
Anger's words hold weight like a feather

Peacock's posture
Staring to death
No wise words
Waste of breath
No tense muscles fighting logic & facts
Anger twists the knife in your back

Wide white smile
Always bright
Enemies welcome
Day & night
No apologies, long ago I forgave
Anger lies with lost souls in the grave