The Tempest Within

In the depths of the soul, a tempest brews,
Rage, a wild fire that fiercely stews.
It blinds the mind and clouds the sight,
Unleashing chaos, consuming the light.

Fury's Dance

In moments of rage, reason takes flight,
As fury's dance engulfs the night.
Words like daggers, actions untamed,
Leaving scars, forever unclaimed.

The Wounded Heart

In its wake, the wounded heart lies,
Torn asunder by rage's bitter cries.
Friendships shattered, bonds betrayed,
In the grip of anger, connections frayed.

A Call to Heed

So heed the warning, the peril clear,
For rage's path is one of fear.
Destruction lurks in its fiery wake,
A price too steep, too much at stake.

Embrace of Calm

Seek the solace of a tranquil shore,
Where rage's tumult is felt no more.
In the hush of peace, find clarity's voice,
And let the tempest within rejoice.

May this poem serve as a reminder of the dangers of rage and the importance of finding inner peace and emotional balance.