The Depths of Anger

 

Hands so tense

bones crack and moan

as you force them tightly closed

into ravenous balls

From the core of hell’s fire

manifests Pater's mallet

fused from once gentle arms

 

swinging in pendulum at anything

that dare exist without pain

 

The solid structure of a wall

bends in mercy

concaving a hole that yields

to a fistly shape

The hot coals simmering

at the pit of your stomach

become metaphoric steam

leaking out of every orifice;

 

nostrils throb and thump

a hole ripped from bludgeoned lips 

by sharpened teeth

seeking the gratifying crunch

of crisp virtuous jugular viens

eyes glisten like stone

pressure foams-

simmering bubbles break

the surface of liquid hate,

as you stew and lather

in the wronging of you

questions suds 

for a cleansing truth

 

mockingly

 

because answers will never satisfy

like the quench of revenge

 

Others are laughing

they’re happy-

 

like oxygen and gasoline

 

They’re spitting on your pain

fueling the flame.

And you will not have it.

So long as there is breath in your body

You will blow them down

 

things will burn

 

innocent wanderers

lifeless structures

 

crumble- shatter- die

 

like you

 

slowly inside

Author's Note

Dis Pater- roman god, ruler of lower world, stuns dead with mallet

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Now that speaks of such destruction for the sake of fun and games...

like oxygen and gasoline

They're spitting on your pain
fueling the flame.

ain't that the truth that others will kick you when you are down and out to boost their own egos...
your style and deliver are unique and refreshing.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

This poem is full of anger and rage, it reminds me of my exhusbands temper. An exellent write. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[AG]

Oh my god! this is merciless and unforgiving.

the imagery works stunningly well to exude the feelings that you carry in the process of writing this poem.

i'm not usually a big fan of dark, dark poems but this is definitely an exception worth my applause.

i mean, you utilized words, literary characters and form so well that readers cannot help but be deeply intrigued by everything that's going on with this poem.

like the very fire that shoots out from the earth from the pits of hell, this is hot!

excellent!

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

wow such a flair of emotions it is felt by just reading your words. well done

[desertraven]

interesting piece. Plenty of free flowing emotion . Well done.
Sandi

[Gandré]

Hands so tense
bones crack and moan
as you force them tightly closed
into ravenous balls
From the core of hell’s fire
manifests Pater's mallet
fused from once gentle arms ---------totally wonderful. I thought, I dislike mentioning hell in poems - but this was just perfect, it didn't disturb me.. nicely interlaced by your sweet weaving.

[Doug]

woah...the depths of anger indeed. this was very good...

doug

[just is]

They're spitting on your pain
fueling the flame.And you will not have it
.So long as there is breath in your body
You will blow them down

Love these lines here, This is wonderful
There is also in ttruth in this.
I can feel the emotion behind this.