The End to All Over Again

Restrain- hard to feel
in my anger
Disproportionately rush to my head
blood trottles in hunger

Feel the sweat
Life has it's own way
of putting the brake
so a moment seems bigger than a day

Like colours scrawled before mine eyes
Valleys and hills trailing the path
Shades of green lingering all over
My heart skips a beat to laugh

Yes a dry long laugh
That creeps and echos through the system
So intense and scattered,
I know not what to make of this interim

It is all very mixed up-
like there has to be a jewel
amidst all the leaves strewn over
There's never irony more cruel

I pound my head over
and over; somewhere there
I suppose am to find the
answer of why anger I bare

The feelings well like water
gushing over my soul- forbidden-
illustration or words
could find the jewel hidden

Now, if I were to find it
a beetle so small and tiny- this jewel-hidden-under
I light a match
And throw it in the fire.

Need an end to a story
It's what killed the heroine
or maybe even the happily ever after
Just walk away and throw it in the dustbin