anger <br />I told my wrath <br />my wrath did end <br /> <br />anger <br />I told it not <br />my wrath did grow. <br /> <br />anger <br />I water it in fears <br />and my tears <br /> <br />anger <br />i sun it with smiles <br />and soft deceitful wiles <br /> <br />anger <br />it grows till it <br />bores an apple bright <br /> <br />my foe beholds it shine. <br />and knows <br />it is mine <br /> <br />anger my garden steals <br />when the night <br />veils the pole<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/william-blake-the-haiku-poet/
