lions and bears : cryptic verse

smelling for fears, so near

               manes and fur soft, licks hot

    everything’s dear  ~ so it seemed

stitches of fear down body
              fangs pierced them all till
                blood oozed, their booze
                     bear licked clean, a wean

in gear unfurl, no weakling 
fingers into mane very sane
                                 or profane

        pears fall one by one, sometimes hurled

it is cosy, not rosy ~ springtime protected          projection deflected
winter still to come
                         yet always here

lice crawl on floor
grey blankets damp
barred steel door clamped with 
chains thick, cub in sky
is a guide

assessory locks fly, smoke rise
ferns uprooted as mooted
they cry for nigh 
sighing 
                 g   o   o   d   b   y   e

where on Planet this fragment 
of inter-specie Love so tender a pretence
     lions, bears or humans in air  
              combination a rotation ?
               
               what time-space or race
holds symbolic pace
               interpretation communication
               vibratory wavelets not friend or foe
from which hill were they running 
                to see a graduation
in a murky spring of winter’s white ?

it remains undeciphered declarations
                        in another reality
                           perhaps not
                              toxicity sniffs
                                Leo roars
                                   Bruno growls …
 E  N  D   I  S    T  A  I  L    T O    B E    E A T EN
                      in a forest of hopes
                when hope is not a concept
            since it rests on predetermination
which is fallacy
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November 8, 2025 at 10:15 PM
This is powerful work, Ghairo. Your stance is unmoveable in whatever you are drawing from here...I love "cub is guide" same thing for bears or lions....this is awesome work
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November 8, 2025 at 11:13 PM
ThkU 4 validating this one. I was not sure whether to post it, as it went into rawness, like my Socrates one did, which I intuited triggered peeps. I’m soo delighted you picked up on the cub in sky. That representation actually kept me alive at one point in life. ThkU. The not known must be brought into Light, as far as my truth goes. Hug, missed your comments, kind Paige. X.
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