Poem - Love And Rage

I hold love in my heart and rage in my stomach.

I digest every word spilling from your mouth,

But fail to speak my mind,

Swallowing silence until it burns.

I hold love in my heart and rage in my stomach.

My heart, fragile, shatters when it falls,

While rage simmers quietly beneath,

Waiting for the day I let it speak.

Those tight knots

Make my stomach weak,

A twisting ache

Between devotion and fury.

And still,

I hold love in my heart

Like it could save me,

Even as the rage

Threatens to tear me apart.

Poem by Shreya Tiwari