A poem about anger

Poetry is a literary art that elucidates the soul, while poets and poets need to master mature artistic skills and express social life and human spiritual world with concise language, dense composition, rich emotions and rich images in a highly concentrated way according to strict rhythm requirements. The following is a poem describing anger that I compiled for you, for reference only, and I hope it will help you!

Honey, don't be angry.

Although I am narrow-minded

Small enough to hold you.

It's not that you are not confident.

It's mistress bullying.

It's not that I don't believe you.

I'm afraid you'll be confused

You are the flavor of my life.

Not salty or light, just to the taste.

You are the pinnacle of my life.

Face it, don't climb or bow.

You are the lighthouse in front of me.

Not inclined or inclined to the front.

How could I be careless?

Honey, don't be angry.

If I don't have you in my heart

I don't care about you.

You can go to the seaside to swing.

You can just ask for a replacement.

Honey, don't be angry.

Actually, I didn't do it right either.

It's a little too strong for you.

I just saw you do something unusual.

It pains me to see this scene.

Tears welled up in your eyes.

My brain is on fire.

Honey, don't be angry.

I know I love you.

I hope you are happy.

But I can't.

Let others share your love.

I really don't want any love from you.

Get out of my heart

Honey, don't be angry.

Please forgive me for loving your selfishness.

When you get angry, there is something wrong with me.

Like a twisted knife and a needle in a cone.

The wound is bleeding.

tears of blood

It hurts like hell.

Dear, I beg you not to be angry.

When you get angry, I become inhuman.

The lighting time is very short.

No essence, no spirit, no strength.

I don't know if things are alive or dead.

Floating in tears, without a trace

get angry

How dare you use such a word?

Almost unimaginable

Perfume, my concern

Where did you put me?

Why did you go out?

For what purpose?

But you have to go with the flow.

Lost your lovely you.

Can't blame anger.

You obviously don't listen.

Don't come back too early.

Be careful to bump into you

Give up what you should.

You have something to track.

Not a game.

Don't blame me for bothering you.

Mother's anger

The flowers of the Spring Festival are about to open,

Joy is still on her way,

When firecrackers started singing,

The celebration was strong from the beginning!

Oh! It is Santa Claus who is visiting our mother.

We are too noisy to disturb the old people.

Santa Claus returned to the other side of the sky with a big smile.

Mom is blaming us!

The gods are busy in the sky,

Guanyin gives Fuyu peace,

God's hair scatters golden light on the bright sea,

The five-pointed star god throws away endless wealth. ...

God of the nation! A portrait of China!

What kind of blood is flowing in our veins,

Look! Mom's expression when she is angry is very cute!

Let's go to New Year's Eve for mom's smile!