People turn a blind eye to him as well
In all walks, at all levels;
Friends turn villainous, full of viles
Balance is lost, up the heartbeat goes
Tenfold, with the mind bogged down
Into a wretched, mad, miserable mire.
Down slides the scale of values
Tilting the balance to a dead end.
An angry man is a lost soul,
Lost to him, lost to others.
But ego fully alive, on the rise
Suffers the tsunami syndrome,
The tidal wave of fury hits the soul
Of peaceful shore, cuts it asunder
Sinks it with never a hope to recover.
A poem by Jaya Lakshmi Rao V.