JAINIL THAKKAR
The anger on your “visage”,
Thou upon the bluff
You don’t look sheltered in it.
Bluff that people recite
That,
“You look beautiful in anger.”
But it is just an outlook,
Real and Reel often seem same,
Reality offer:
I know, I can see through;
You aren’t cozy in the rage,
Frustration coming by simultaneously
Upon your raged soul,
Disable me to gasp.
Desire of mine is
To learn how to smile,
Such in an easy way….
Thou after the anger.
As I can see,
The cramp behind the smile
Hustling to & fro,
Directing you in only 2 trails
To let the hustle settle
Crying – I can’t let you;
Angry – You don’t want to get.
This disorientation,
Striving to maketh a barricade,
Between the two – Us,
Still remains futile to do it.
As the affection takes place
On the new rise of,
The golden light source.
THE ANGER
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