ferocious beast
May 7, 2008 § 11 Comments
a ferocious beast lay waiting,
for the human who came hunting.
today it wanted to end,
it wanted to mend-
and save its friends,
from the dirty hands of humans.
it decided to sacrifice,
it decided to give up its life,
for though ferocious it was
by nature,it too had heart
and love,it too had an attachment,
and it no longer could face detachment.
as the wily hunters came,
looking for game,
to tame by death,
he crouched a bit more,
it didn’t matter any more,
if his legs became sore.
as the gun searched,
and as the watching bird
squinted,and as the precarious
haughty human danced
forward,he decided to strike
and no more hide.
as he came out, a shot came,
not the one to be tame,
with an ancient rhyme
in mind,the tiger proved
its grit and pouched on
the greedy poacher .
he managed to take his neck,
it was his bravery luck,
that he killed the man,
who had killed his friends.
and as the life of his pray
passed,so did the poachers.
prompt from-writer’s island.
tale of a land
March 15, 2008 § 1 Comment
movements rose,
the earth’s air
breathed cold.
the tales from the past,
once told with a lot of gusto,
now talked of twitter
heroes,who once rose,
to fill the world’s owes.
from rumble to rebel,
and then they tumbled
the opposing force,
they all did.
the scene perfectly lit,
the songs perfectly knit,
sowed the seeds of
rebellious wit ,
a nebulous plan
was draw,
one very few frowned upon.
the spirit was set,
though it seemed wet,
the time was perfect time.
the opponents were
sluggish it seemed,
the wishes to heaven
now bore it seemed
and their tenacious
fighting never lost fruit.
ken the lands,
ken the fields,
all battle perceived
and you will beseech
your wit to forgive
the unholy sight.
the land of the mighty,
which is still holy,
now lay stark with dead
thanks to people’s folly.
the minds rebelled,
the worlds trembled,
all in the name of peace-
one which will never be reached.
many weeped
as the demises increased-
all in the name of a struggle.
no one remained humble,
every one seeked the bubble,
the reputation troubled-
the huddle still flowed with the tide,
for the reputation
and the lands elevation,
to glorify themselves as a nation.