It's all about composure
the art of keeping silent, the resistance to exposure
but when it comes to passion, your total devotion
your area of expertise, no shit is acceptable
be it true be it not
Men say you need to compromise,
find your way out of the clutter
be different, be creative, innovate and ideate,
search, research and re-create
but doing that, itself makes me a part of the clutter
being silent I succumb in my thoughts
trying to curb my anger
But seldom do I succeed in doing that
the anger surely vents up, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting
though I keep it simple, unoffensive and low-pitched,
I myself think that I've unleashed the beast and the silence is broken
but though my words are as sober as they can be,
as polite as possible,
that's what I call the eruption of 'White Anger'
as it never puts someone in the dark, but removes the darkness within me
making me feel pure n' white
fresh and composed!
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