This sixth poem is a part of the anthology of poems based on the Seven deadly sins.Do read the previous ones too, if you haven’t yet.
Wrath(Ira) – uncontrollable feelings of anger and hate towards another person.
“For this alone on Death, I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart:
He put our lives so far apart
We cannot hear each other speak.”
― Alfred Tennyson
Burning and raging fire
the feeling of anger and the hatred
you are devouring everyone around you
raising hell with your inferno
those flames cannot be
doused by the wrath
you are carrying within
pushing yourself to the limit
pushing the self-destruct from within
trying all the threads of your patience
you are deaf to your inner voice
you are muted by words of hatred
screaming in a fit of rage
it stirs you and leaves you
Wrath, the mortal sin
makes you a slave
to the vengeance.