Suppression

By Shubhangi Anuragi

when your demeanor changes

with changing places

when you smile and be patient

even when you hate it

when you can't be angry

at those clueless faces

can I be angry when people don't get it?

when they show anger

you calmly take it

when you show anger

why do they get angered, why agitated?

can I be angry despite the circumstances?

when you can't blame or smash that glass

when you can't be loud against the mass

it is 'suppression' for you still don't choose otherwise

can I be angry when I'm not proud of my pathetic, cowardly self?

for every time I took a step back

for every time I held my silence

for every time I didn't extend my hand

can I be angry when they toy with my life?

when they're angry over their wrongdoing not going right

can I be angry?

when they're angry over that one lie

can I be angry?

when they bash me for only crying

can I?

when all else bends you to be calculative

when you can't be your heart's submissive

when stopping to kick a stone is a fool's directive

I guess I don't own any rights

I'm only withering in hatred, pity, and blight

I swear I tried to be better and to fight

and anger? it is a luxury

perhaps I can afford it in coming times.

By Shubhangi Anuragi