All the wrath I carefully grew,
every irate word that I honed;
over hours of fretting and fuming,
anticipating sweet revenge...
blow up in a puff of empty fumes,
at that astute little taunt of yours;
I end up admiring your witty tongue,
laugh at myself; refuse to be stung!
oh, how I hate myself for this...
I wish I had no taste for humor;
it makes me lose my armor of honor!
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Hi Deepa,
Real good one...Keep it up
Regards
Ezhini.P
Hi,
that's a nice poem...i have written a few poems...you can find them at www.lovelypriyanka.blogspot.com
Sameena
try this new thing called freaking out!
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