Written on: Jun 18, 2024

My emotions changed
All in a whim
Suddenly, I was angry
Shouting at him

Asking him to let me in
In the flight, about to fly
I asked, shouted, and even pleaded
Reaching on the verge to cry

I saw the flight leave
My heart sank!
I feared missing the big day
My mind went blank

Soon, I recovered
And then came the rage
A proof to the ground staff
That I am no sage!

I was furious
At the traffic, At the rush
At the lady at bag check-in
Who created a fuss

Everything that slowed me down
Got a curse of my fury
I was to miss a family event
Will not let my emotions bury!

Several minutes of rage went on
My tantrum was seen by all
It was everyone’s fault!
And everyone should take the fall

But, no one obliged
No one accepted their fault
No matter how I ask it
The answer was always default

“You missed the flight;
It was your mistake!”
How dare they point at me?
My ego was at stake

My rage, my plight, my reasoning
It went on for a while
None seem to be working
No matter the style

No response to my rage
Not even to my plight
Finally, I gave up
And booked another flight

I sat there at the gate
Loosing a lot to the extra fee
It was now the moment
To spend time with me

The mental rant went on
Blaming everyone but me
Then slowly the thoughts drifted
To ‘if only’ & ‘what could be’

I kept talking to self
A clear picture emerged
My anger subsided
My ego submerged

I could see clear now
All the choices I made
The result I got
The price I paid

The anger rose again
Not on others, but on me
This was not to work so well
As I was the one, yelling at me

This me-to-me talk
Is not at all efficient
With ego, rage at play
Ideal talk is just a figment

Isn’t that the crux
Of all these masteries of self?
We need to be open to grow
And be ready to delph

I learnt that it’s very easy
To always live in self-denial
The one who eventually grows
Always puts self to trial

And this anger & rage
That the people see
Is nothing but a self-denial
Of the things we should see!

We all want a perfect world
Yet we mess it up
And when that happens
Our rage goes up

And we yell at everyone
Coz’ of our fault
How ridiculous is that
As a reaction by default!

We turn positive thought
Of wanting the world perfect
Into a disturbing reality
By bringing in our act

So next time I seek perfection
And it’s a mess in reality
Instead of making it worse
I can improve its quality

I know what old me doesn’t
Rage doesn’t solve a thing
Rather makes the matter worse
And me a terrible being

Life is not perfect
But it doesn’t actually matter
All we can try to do
Is to make it just a bit better…

Last modified on 2024-06-18