Anger Poem by Somanathan Iyer

An act of ill deed is a pain for ever
makes hardly any amends if repented later
never to allow anger to take over the senses
for its impact remain beyond any repairs
anger spews venom of words
anger wields weapons of woes
many a relations perished in its flames
many a mayhem fueled with its fumes
confronted either by situations
or by acts of deliberate attempts
wisdom is at stake engulfed by anger
fall not a prey to the predator called anger
restraint is the only way to escape its clutches