Anger – Mamta Agarwal

Your anger
Bursts like a thunderstorm,
And torrential rain,
And flashes like lightening.

And when its spent
And an uncanny calm descends.
I feel like an uprooted tree.

Sharp words
Can hurt,
Deeper than a wound
By a sword.

It takes time
Before a scab forms,
And you move on.

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