When

When anger erupts
demon appears
human disappears

When tears trickle
hatred vanishes
sympathy arrives

When misunderstanding occurs
friendship cracks
trust brakes

When health deteriorates
wisdom dons
desire to live enhances

When success is achieved
Ego sets in
respect to others sets out

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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@ramapriya_nr, anger transforms anyone into a demon of sorts, far removed from the humanity of a person, and so, should be controlled. Crying opens doors to sympathetic reactions, mistrust cracks frienship, sickness spurs one to recover and success could generate too much self confidence so as to belittle others. These are all true and apt observations.

Savi Mani
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a wonderful poem and equally wonderful explanation by the editorial board, ….it is said a “moment of anger destroys a lifetime of work”, anger, misunderstanding, hatred these all are human weaknesses and bound to happen but should be controlled ……..as the editorial board further elaborated…….a wonderful observations of “when” ………nicely written

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