Angry Amusement Poem by Naveed Akram
Angry Amusement
The amount of amusement angrily delivers,
Angles at this vary very much, like a river.
The art of being awake is sodden with rage,
The animals of this sense dictate the changes.
May apples of the tree behind us clap and clap,
So that automatically binding the branches is beauty;
Authority made an approach to the heart,
A tree of living gold rectifies much business.
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4/25/2024 4:05:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The form is very ambigious to me, but what I get is the sence is confused intoxication with anger as a means to express deep inhibitions normally not transmittable. You have a lush refinement of language which flows naturally. The art of being awake is sodden with rage, The animals of this sense dictate the changes. Always a Brit to come up with this.