I Smile Warmly Poem by Naveed Akram

I smile warmly at the beast who withers
And waits for the storm to subside,
Like charity and honesty and justice.
Let my soul be happier when this happens,
My eyes are curved towards safety,
My ears are trimmed like the weather.
I am hot on the scale we call bold,
Inside the person of hate is a bold soul,
Audacious free men are of the therapeutic.

I smile according to tastes, innards match,
Mastering the tests, asking questions teetering
On happiness, so that words are universal.
My smile is designed to file the accents
In the folders of the mind,
The smiles of a decade are in the delicious
Century, the straight lines join with curved
Graphs, and the typical crow is awaiting
Its wings and just fare.