Tiger
If a tiger would come alive,
from my paintings and sketches,
Could you make a wild guess,
What it would be.
Would he attract the tigress in the thicket,
would he show his skills with a quick kill or two,
Would he roam around the jungle majestically,
as if he were the king of the forest.
Would it be a young and macho breed,
With the vibrant stripes of black and yellow,
With his snarling ferocious teeth and whiskers,
Would he scare away the flock of deer at the river banks?
My cat loves my paintings,
She likes the colors, birds, and flowers,
She did not like the looks of tiger,
Jumped over the painting, tiger face looks all shattered.
Copyright © Jay Narain | Year Posted 2023
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