Treasure Island

Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: On Anger


Remember Man that Anger is futile!
Restrain your temper bad when ‘fumes’ arise;
Apologize if guilty, in high style,
And write your Anger off or play it nice.

Mere counting helps to dissipate Anger;
But slamming doors and raving mad aren’t right;
Poetry puts the ‘plane’ into hanger!
When Anger comes, Man loses his insight.

The more you write, the stinging tone gets less;
The balls you smash will fall away off-court;
Painting, cartooning help Anger harness;
Just hold your temper making it your forte!

An action rash in angry mood too fails;
When calm returns, a better sense prevails.

6-6-2001

Submitted: Thursday, July 10, 2003

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