Matthew Anish Poet Free verse

The Tiger

Our mortal frames contain 
       a tiger 
A power which grips our souls 
    throughout most of our lives 
we are pulled this way and that 
    by this power 
Our course is strewn with rocks 
and our spirit must deal with this force 
  which is not always amenable to reason 
This tiger has a beautiful strength 
The tiger leaves us 
after years of ruling 
   our heart and emotions 
Two become one 
  when the tiger 
       ROARS

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Andrea Dietrich September 24, 2015 at 3:17 PM just stopping by with a big ROAR again. Happy Thursday!

Kp Nunez September 19, 2015 at 1:02 PM An introspective write about that one force that is within each of us...silent yet untamed and just waiting for an opportunity to bare its teeth when provoked. Good write, Matthew. A 7.Kim :-)

Ettie Christian-Bowling September 18, 2015 at 8:08 PM Woah .....I LOVE THIS POEM! absolutely Love it ......One of my fav I've read from you ...great job!!! Such strong words that seem to jump off the screen at me.... keep up the awesome work!-Love Ettie

Ettie Christian-Bowling September 18, 2015 at 8:06 PM Woah .....I LOVE THIS POEM! absolutely Love it ......One of my fav I've read from you ...great job!!! Such strong words that seem to jump off the screen at me.... keep up the awesome work!-Love Ettie

Andrea Dietrich September 18, 2015 at 1:09 PM wow, a really GREAT poem, Eye of the TIGER, man. and ROAR!!!