Wild Animal
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Speaks Volumes.
Anger at all atrocities, frustrated fiery feeling,
For our numbers to increase, we are all appealing.
Tigers with our orange and black striped features,
Magnificent, we are the largest of all cat creatures.
Senses of outrageous heartfelt distinction.
It is with grief that we certainly face total extinction.
We Tigers love to swim and tend our young so very fine.
Poached, our bones are used in medicinal Tiger Wine.
Our teeth for jewellery, our skin to make a common mat.
Only 4000 of us left. These are practices you must combat.
Splinters spear my soul so silently, so stop such slaying,
You humans must realise the dangerous game you’re playing.
We are the Tigers. Majestic and free, this is our natural instinct.
Too late to stop the hunting and pouching once we are extinct.
Copyright © Speaks Volumes | Year Posted 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.
Please
Login
to post a comment