Not to be harsh

autumn

To speak in anger
A sting, a slap
Pain felt
Regret, a word too late.

Words spat out
Harsh to the heart
Piercing
Hurt, felt strongly.

Keep calm
lock in anything harsh
Take a deep breath
It is best to walk away.

Be silent
don’t answer in anger
Think kind thoughts
Not harsh words.

Count to ten
before you speak
Bite your tongue
to stop unpleasantness.

How many times
before you learn?
Rough or sharp, severe or cruel,
Not to lash out, not to be harsh.

In prayer, a silent plea
Understanding needed
Gentle thoughts, patience sought
All things harsh to banish.

By C.E. Pereira
(9-11-2013)

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Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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