By Paul McCann
Anger is a wild wind chained to my wrist .
Love's a landslide falling over a cliff .
Silence is a closed curtain round the room .
Memories are like seeds about to bloom .
Jealousy cuts friendships just like a knife .
Wisdom are mirrors reflecting through life .
Hope is a new light where the darkness fell .
Loneliness is a cave where hermits dwell .