Sometimes i have tantrums too <br />like i have <br />deeper depressions <br />sharper tongues like that of a <br />Philippine king cobra <br />willing to spit my venom <br />my fatal bite <br />to an innocent passer-by <br /> <br />we all have the breeding of some sphinx <br />traceable to the lines <br />of some Medusas and cyclops <br />and dragons <br /> <br />do not deny the nerves and veins <br />of the devil still clinging <br />to our flesh, running and so alive <br /> <br />we have all these sometimes <br />like some storms and tornadoes <br />and flash floods and <br />volcanic eruptions and <br />tsunamis.... the forces of nature <br />tattooed in our skins <br />stained in our brains <br /> <br />just give me time <br />while i write the poetry of anger, and madness and <br />hate, <br /> <br />do not even wait as i simmer down to indifference <br />leave me alone <br />in my destructive destinations <br /> <br />wait, and wait some more <br />if you have love at all, <br />let me go, let me vent, let me shout, let me explode <br /> <br />for tonight <br />when the moon is full, i lay tired on the grass by the <br />tranquil pool, <br />still trees, cool but undisturbed by any ripple <br /> <br />when all these pass, <br />come, share a drink with me <br />come, let us again talk in whispers <br />then some smiles <br />then a loud laughter <br /> <br />we shall be <br />always together, when all these bad things are over<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-i-am-not-okey/
