Rage

For me rage seems to be contagious it effects everyone in its path and when you see this happen then you will know how it feels to be helpless to stop it, to watch as it eats away at everything destroying friendships, creatng enemies and worst of all ripping apart families taking away the love and replacing it  with hatred, fear and pain.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Hajar]

I think you did a very good job with this poem in prose , because even if it doesn't rhyme I can still identify it as a poem , I hear the musicality , especially when I read it out loud . Now to the things I did not feel : I did not feel the rage in your poem when it is the main subject , the title , I felt on the contrary sadness and grief even in the vocabular you use "helpless" "love " "hatred" "fear" "pain" the only words reminding me of the violence of it are "destroying" "ennemies" "ripping" I think there should be more. Then you talk about its consequences on the environnement of the one touched by it , I would be more interested in dicovering the feeling itself and its consequences on the human being phisically and mentally, all I know about that when I read your text is that it's unstoppable.
I really enjoyed reading it thought , and this is only my point of view.
Keep on writing ;)