Deodate

Deodate

Saturday, October 18, 2014

The Rhythm of Wrath


Kindness be the twinkle in eyes
And patience- the strongest strength.
They melt the hearts like the ice
And cool the souls at length.

Oh dear heart! You beat
And I know that keeps my breath.
In joy, there’s music in it,
So let it hum till my death.

Gifts you the worst rhythm the Rage,
Born from the sorrow the Pride did hide,
To lock my tears in her cage
Though I know I myself lied.

Then shrink my pride as thin as lath.
But sing not the rhythm of wrath.