Cheetah
I watch with keen sight,
I'm ready to fight,
My prey is my focus,
I rely on my agility.
I'm hungry and angry,
I run as fast as I can,
My prey can’t escape me,
It’s a futile flee.
My speed is uncommon,
My strength, I summon,
I'm at a close range,
I can sense its fear.
My prey is under me,
No where to run,
No escape under the sun,
I launch in.
October 27, 2023.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
