Best Tiger Poems

I thought I had hooked the world’s largest grouper
After struggling for hours, I was still reeling
Refused help from a friend; I was a trooper
Somehow I...

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Tiger in a Cage (a stab at men)

Like a caged tiger.
You do not know what is in my den?
There is no worse feeling than the...

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They always tell you, you are strong,
Time and again.
While you know they are dead wrong,
Through your pain.

You never had a decent choice,
Had to disappear.
No free...

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Something shining, glinting in the Darkness,
golden points of light stare back at me,
and tell me just where the predator hides, 
waiting to spring upon me.
Will...

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The witch and the tiger sat on opposite sides of the moon,
Starring at each other, wondering who would eat whom

The witch was cagey, wily and...

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The tiger, majestic and proud
Fearless, strong and solitary
A predator by nature
Domineering yet wary

The dove, gentle and harmonious
Passive and apprehensive
A free spirit by nature
But always on...

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My Pet Tiger

      I took my pet tiger to my doctor
      Because it had a...

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A stealthy tiger stalks his prey
His eyes alight with cunning gleam;
And tho' the world may peaceful seem
The lissome springboks graze and play --
The danger lurks,...

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Walking my Tiger home, if only I had known
in the small print of the sale there was a claws
in a nutshell it was leading to...

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It was  nineteen ninety nine
a battle was about to begin
between the Indian Army
with the soldiers from Pakistan

My name is Yogendra Singh Yadav
a grenadier awarded...

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Walking my tiger home alone
In the background and unknown
With a rag I polish a club
Then you take it with a snub

I walk around keeping stats
Wet...

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Beware the morning tiger
Before his first coffee
     Look out for the afternoon lizard:
     Ectotherm on the sidewalk...

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Someday I'll get this sonnet writing right.
Sure, I can count ten syllables and rhyme,
then set my flock of metaphors to flight
and spin ten-dollar words from...

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She prowls the night
with clenched jaw and pride,
nothing able to smite
her remorseless stride.

The ominous reflection of moon 
shines forth from devouring eyes
of a nocturnal beauty...

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There's a ravenous rhymer named SKAT
who prowls prose like a big jungle cat
Check your door cuz she might
(if she likes what you write)
leave a word...

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