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DIVYANS VOONA

Abstract Fantasy Others

Embers Of The Soul

Embers Of The Soul

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In the realm where emotions clash and churn,

Resides a tempest that begins to burn,

Anger, a potent and fervent flame,

That engulfs the soul, ablaze with its claim.

Imagine a canvas where feelings collide,

In hues of red, where fury can't hide,

A landscape volatile, seething and hot,

Where anger brews, a potent plot.

It starts as a spark, a mere flicker of ire,

Ignited by injustice, stoked by desire,

A surge of adrenaline, a racing heart,

In moments of conflict, it finds its start.

Through life's intricate tapestry, it weaves,

An emotion complex, that no one retrieves,

Unleashing its power in moments unbound,

In the human condition, it's frequently found.

It echoes in voices, in thunderous tone,

In clenched fists and words that are thrown,

A torrential downpour, a tempest's shout,

In the heat of fury, reason falls out.

Anger, a catalyst, often misunderstood,

A signal of boundaries, a call for what's good,

It highlights the wounds that need to be healed,

An awakening force though often concealed.

But in its embrace, there's danger too,

It blurs the vision, distorts the view, Words like arrows, sharp and unkind,

Leaving scars that linger, marking the mind.

Yet in the depths of its consuming heat,

Lies a lesson profound, a challenge to meet,

To understand its origin, its fiery source,

Is to navigate anger's unyielding course.

For within this emotion, there's wisdom untold, A power to transform, a narrative to unfold,

To channel its energy, a masterful art, Requires a mindfulness, a calmness at heart.

For anger, in its intensity and blaze,

Holds potential for growth in myriad ways,

To harness its vigor, to temper its fire, Is to rise above, to something higher.

So, let's learn from anger, this tempestuous tide,

To navigate its currents, to walk with stride, For in understanding its intricate range, Lies the potential for transformation, not estrange.

Oh, anger, in your tumultuous song,

You challenge us, you make us strong,

May we embrace your lessons, your power immense,

And find in your fury, a path to sense.


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