My Majestic Silhouette

My majestic silhouette is indicornis, often missed by those who don’t believe; The idea that I exist they tend to dismiss, I have just a few tricks up my sleeve; Longing to be a feline ink trotter and become less inter-dimensional; This goal has captivated a plotter, admittedly ingenious is phenomenal; I never claimed to be too innocent, neither does a single mischievous cat; Lured into such a treacherous scent, how could I possibly resist that? So very illusive even in plain view, shadows in the Sun allow them to hide; It could be fun to try something new, I want you to see me feel my stride; It’s just no fun to remain invisible, without an audience why shine? Stripes can be less than agreeable, still that’s the style I want to be mine; El Tigre en waters full of chara, instead of a unicorn in a glittery lake; Perhaps if I grovel before Ishvara, I’ll be granted claws for my horn to take.