Spontaneous poetry
Theme: Irritation, Offense
It should have been here!
It should have been there!
The day begins with seamless bouts of introspection
Which unarguably points to a casualty
A casualty apart from self
The gloom that looms
Is the miscalculation of others
Times and seasons in the hands of devout enemies
Around whom the world revolves
In quite an unusual pattern
The power of choice lingers
But is quenched by bitterness
To retire to a rocking chair
For a wild ride nowhere
The oppressor within is always blameless
Condensing its rich content of resentment
To the amusement of the accused
Where he stands no chance of condemning
But rejoicing in your emotional release.
Restpiration 