Soundly asleep
was a hare
running forever
Don’t know for how long
A race of
hare and tortoise
no, its not
its called a race of life
struggle for being a king
soundly asleep
why do you need to poke it around
in skin of sheep
a lion was sleeping around
how long will you test its limit
like a volcano it shall erupt
like tornadoes it shall engulf
and like a tsunami it shall swallow
beware of lion around
even though its fall
it is inherited to be king
the demean it has been carrying around
if today he ignores
let go the leap
do you think
it won’t hunt around
beware of the sleeping lion
rare sight of lion
wandering in the city lights
left its jungle long ago…..
Time awaits its return one day….
-
Author:
spilleronsheet (
Offline) - Published: March 22nd, 2022 11:23
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 26
- Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan, wise.word.weilder.
Offline)
Comments2
Your words are tumbling around in my brain in the most delightful way, beckoning and challenging. A great write!
Thanks dear Bella for praising my words might
So Glad you liked it
Much appreciated
any poem with a hare incorporated in it is gonna be loved by me .. they are such sacred creatures and I truly have a thing for them ..
Personally, I am a tawny owl ........ 🙂
An owl
So working all night ?
Glad you liked my take dear Neville
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.