Your anger <br />Bursts like a thunderstorm, <br />And torrential rain, <br />And flashes like lightening. <br /> <br />And when its spent <br />And an uncanny calm descends. <br />I feel like an uprooted tree. <br /> <br />Sharp words <br />Can hurt, <br />Deeper than a wound <br />By a sword. <br /> <br />It takes time <br />Before a scab forms, <br />And you move on.<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anger-78/
