Anger

Placed Third In : Appreciation, Anger, Air, Angelic Poetry Contest Sponsored by Sotto Poet Anger Anger ranges in breadth and depth From a mole hill to lofty mounts That captivate one`s dazzling breath With diverse peaks of emotions. Mild anger is like a light gust That bruises the hair and soon parts Leaving one nervous for a while And a tinkle in the heart; Some little bursts of light anger May brace torpid horses with zeal, Prompt them to run further ahead And may a winning star reveal. But prolonged fits of wild anger Can gnaw the body and the mind With stormy waves of stress and strains, Inviting illness of all kinds. Like a haze, anger blurs the mind Spreads a veil over one`s reason And may lead to rash decisions That can mark a scar in one`s life. Anger can chill bonds of friendship, Prompt grim domestic violence Where disputes are chronic and rife For wilful wants of tolerance. Yet bursts of anger can be tamed If one learns to master oneself And contain gusts of emotions By inspiring the inner self. Let us breathe in and out deeply, Inhale lively air from outside And gaze at nature`s prime beauty To temper anger from inside; Let`s freshen the mind for a while Disperse one`s angry feelings, Dispel away thoughts that are vile And restore peace in one`s being; Let us raise our full awareness Of the inner self as an anchor, Let it light our life with brightness To salvage ourselves from anger. The inner self is like a pond That absorbs angry, wilful waves In its serene stillness beyond Holding them in its silent grave. It is like a shining beacon Ever gleaming like an eon That guides us far from angry shores And leads us the Lord to adore. How I would like to stretch myself In a realm where gusts of anger Are mastered by the inner self And set to rest in a manger!