Avoid using anger to claim
Your world, no matter what.
Choose your words,
Use them diligently,
Like a driver on a freeway.
Anger is a car without brakes,
Is a grass that
Doesn’t serve any purpose.
Inspired by the Brahmakumaris, a spiritual organization that teaches Rajyoga.
© supratik 2023
Could you please not post seven poems at once?
As I said earlier, the rule is 2 per publishing day.
That would be appreciated.
Hey Alfie, I am really sorry for this. I trashed all of them when you pointed out for the first time. But as I will be leaving my place for two days, I thought of restoring them before I left, but the moment I did that they all popped up. I thought there was a technical glitch or something? But going forward I will remember this. It is so so unfair to occupy space like this.
You have a great day.
car without brakes perhaps? I don’t know but in Greek we say “without brakes” τα φρένα.
I am trying to understand the last two lines, why do you say grass, and do you perhaps mean lawn?
Oops! Changed it. It is without brakes indeed.
No here grass means addiction… anger is the deadliest addiction the world has ever known… people lose their sanity because of it. Should I say heroine?
I think they call it weed. I am so against drugs that I don’t even know for sure how they call this totally purposeless shit.
Ha ha ha you bet! I’m now helping people come out of it. I think they’re also called grass.
black cumin for those who are trying to stop their drug abuse.
I do it with guided meditation.
that’s good too, I have wondered if meditation can kill brain parasites or it never gets that effective in all it can do without getting rid of them first then meditate.
I got rid of smoking through meditation, without any withdrawal symptoms. I smoked from 1981 to 2017. Now I help others.
black cumin is against human parasites, it’s a great supplement. of course once you start killing them, they will try to kill you too. the Arabs say it cures everything but Death.
doing it for four years now. I suspect my now suffering from sciatica has a lot to do with getting rid of parasites.
we all have. all.
I just read The promise. Wonderful. As I was reading the lines I could listen to the various sounds that it created. It had an audiovisual effect. Kudos!
thanks for reading! this is a good poem, one I’m proud of.
Such an apt description. I particularly like “Anger is a car without brakes,”. People seem unable to know when to stop when they’re angry and it only builds until there is a completely lack of control.
I would also like to say that you conduct yourself with a great deal of dignity, something I admire.
I have learnt this from the Brits I know. My uncles went to England and brought English aunts home. I have never seen such dignity before. That is why I consider myself half English. My audacity or my unconditional affection for them, but just by being with them changed my life. Of course now I am with the Brahmakumaris, a school which teaches Rajyoga. Thank you very much. I am so glad you liked this one and I see it as your favourite. Humbled. Ps: you know why I am such pro Brit? I think if there’s any race, any… Read more »
No. I will let it stay. As part of my responsibility.
Cheers Goth. Relax.
We are all students of Rajyoga. No one is a disgrace here. No. One. In the poem Garbage, I wasn’t angry at all.
You seem to be angry. Why do you give your remote control to others? No one, nothing can make you angry. Think Goth. Please think. I cannot ask you to re-read the poem. And I am also a French government scholar, and a Sartrian. Although I write (try to) poems. 🙂
I will not respond to you on this. It’s pointless.
You have a great week ahead.
What a lovely note Goth! I thought I got you and Alison back again. Listen I am very sorry that you had to read that early in the morning. I named the poem likewise more as a paradox than anything else. My apologies. I feel ashamed to tell you that I am into practising Rajyoga since 2012! But then I also realise how useless and unbecoming it is to write something like this. I am also happy with the progress I am making, with occasional slips. Yes dear Goth…let’s wake up to a brighter, a much friendlier tomorrow.