It Was Delightfully Cold Poem by Naveed Akram

It was delightfully cold, and I understood the man
Who was part dog, he wanted to reply to the whole
Yard, where ferocious venomous tigers taught
Their strong looks, into ditches they spread.
While the eyes sparkled, a beautiful beam of light
Persuaded the tigers to withstand rage,
Nothing was along the wall of trees glistening
Brightly like stars of the cold wastes.

I don't understand how splendid trees are in the
Weather we have worshipped,
A change in wonder is a canine creature,
A change in the beast is of trees and bushes.
Wounds may then multiply to turn round four times,
As the summer time exclaimed by the summer.