Mar 2, 2010

Tantrum

Shrieking, wailing, screaming, flailing,
Moving, yet unmoved.
A stubborn mass of tangled thoughts,
Reddened, flushed and streaked with tears.
Yielding to his body's whims, but
Unyielding.

She looks on, helpless.
The drama ensues.
Till hesitantly,
She rises.
A thunderous clap reverberates.

And tears of anger,
Are replaced
With a silent tear of sorrow.

1 comment:

Let me be.. said...

I like the tumbled mass of thoughts that make sense perfectly.

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