Provoked By Situational Circumstances...

Circumstances make a curse to the venomous rage,

like the fuel to the burning days...

Agony haunt my life,

frustration gets into strife...

Mind can't think nothing else at times,

and i don't want to but it happens,

that people get hurt by the veracious words...

Everyone is so illusioned by situation,

not able to deny the ferocious inclinations...

It seems so distant from reality,

aren't we matured still,

it puts a question on our cultivation...

Guilt is what endorses my act,

after the time it has made its impact,

mind tells me how stupid i was,

it was all said and done without a cause...

Sense is what i need at times,

when my brain is disfunctioned by simultaneous thoughts of death ,pain and serenity...

I try to control but it has the consequences,

if i acted absurd,

why didn't you fill the substance with the words..?