Anger And Love

Oh you, poor anger!

Always in hunger.

Always a peace-less hunter

of wrong healing, revenge, and faux relief.

The more they feed you,

the more hungry you are.

Never satisfied.

You never feel enough.

You have many outfits.

Sometimes your clothes

are those of calmness;

a fake tranquillity, easy to lose stability.

You almost-never give the motive

for a turning inward.

An outside factor is always

the problem’s cause,

though — in fact — you talk

in front of a mirror.

You spread the dust of blurriness

within the mind,

filling up the chest

with upheaval and stress.

Your presence

emerges nothing but

blindness

and self-slavery.

Love, oh Love!

You and anger have many things

in common.

You can be unsatisfied

and unsatisfying,

asking for more and more external “nutrients”,

being the clothing of many things,

provoking illusions and unfreedom.

All these, only when you are used

as a substitute;

only when your name is stolen

and transformed into a cloak

that covers something else.

That imitation of yours

pushes to a searching

for things, words, and actions

to fill a gap,

turning to others for finding fullness.

It is accompanied by possessiveness,

controlling behaviors,

thirst for domination,

and dependence.

You can be expressed

by parents to kids

by adults to parents,

by friends to friends,

between lovers.

They don’t have bad intentions,

they usually choose you unconsciously,

and because of their unexplored

inner black holes.

If they dig in there,

and face themselves with courage

and responsibility,

they will experience your true …version.

And, that real “You”…

Oh, that authentic “You”!

What a great means

of metamorphosis it is!

The more you are offered

the more nourished

the one who offers you feel.

You satisfy

by just being experienced.

Whatever you create inside,

doesn’t wait for a reaction

or something in return;

It is nourished by itself.

There is no gap to be filled.

Where you are,

lack of lack there is.

The sense of fullness

is your source.

You turn the sense of seeing

into envisioning.

You live in complete liberation,

where there is neither fear

nor expectation.

You are offering humans

the chance to expand their radius

to their divinity,

which is forgotten.

Anger. Imitation of love. Love.

All three of them are usually manifested in a “red” way.

It’s the motive of the painter that makes them differ.

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Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives