Lion Poems - Poems about Lion

I was beaten in school for speaking Themne my own tongue a melody they called a wrong note. I ran to my father for comfort but he looked away called me foolish for not knowing the world had changed. I knelt beneath the old tree offering thanks for rain and harvest they said I was lost praying to shadows and myths. I wore my lion skin...

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Beware the lion that walks in silence. He roars not in markets, nor chants in parades— He sharpens his claws beneath the rubble, And his vengeance waits in plain sight. O Israel, Do not live in yesterday's trumpet. David slew Goliath, yes— But not every stone shall fly again. The soil of Persia is ancient and proud, It has buried empires and baptized invaders. The...

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In the dust and drums of a battered land, Rose a flame from the heart of golden sand. Ibrahim Traoré, son of the soil, With hands unbought and feet unsoiled. Not born of palace nor Western mold, But of Sankara’s fire — fierce and bold. He took no silver from the serpent’s tongue, He walked where cowards once had clung. At thirty-five, while...

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In a race on the savannah fleet of foot is the cheetah at up to 75 mph no animal can beat her and with a top speed of 50 mph lion is the second fastest cat tho' at 38 mph a leopard can't change its spots the lion can do that cubs are born with them and later lose to become lion spots have-nots an ostrich...

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Falling asleep while waiting for you Trying to keep my eyes open I don’t know why you didn’t turn up You said you’d come I bought a lovely rose for you Still waiting its past midnight I’m sober not drunk I’ll wait for you sweetheart I’ll be awake ...

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The long flowing white mane Reminiscent of a satin bridal train Fierce blue eyes Watching the plain, a pantherine spy The king of beasts The felidae feasts Daniel's cell mate Still the beauty of that mane Flowing white into space In the background the band plays* Seducing each estrus lioness a king's queen's compliance It's all about the mane So fly that freak flag ...

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One day the lion will walk through the door and grab my tired and old arm, My wrinkled arm, the one with which I threw the dice in the game of my life, And I will scream in the bedroom, understanding nothing of the force with which it presses me, It will be far too strong, and people...

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I'm Leo the Lion, I am, I am From the mystical world of Astrology I'm generous, strong and warmhearted That's if you believe in symbology Not making this up, check it out Masculine, positive and extroverted If I listen too carefully, my head will swell Which should definitely be averted My wife suggested widening the doorways Or I might severely injure my brain Methinks my...

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When Leonard says “Sh!” the entire library is silent as a church. The first time I saw this Lion-brarian, my heart gave a wild lurch. Who is checking out books? I whispered to another 4th grade friend. The Lion-brarian was next to me, and I thought my life would end. I said “Sh!” Leonard said, and this time it...

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Proud lion stood against the wind Defying it to do its best The wind recognized the resoluteness of lion Admiring his strength and bravery Not the first element to acknowledge the power of lion...

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Grass-eating animals are their favorite food Lions don’t eat carnivores, they are not in the mood When they devour the tasty stomach of their prey They can stay healthy one more day...

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The question is, should I listen to my imagination? Sometimes it can go very wild, I look for a lion ready to eat me alive. There are times it can go romantic, with hearts and love all over the page. It has a way of bringing up my old memories, some happy, maybe sad, or funny as can be. In Playground of Imagination, I...

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roar of lioness placated with tenderness taming of the shrew AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 2, 2025...

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The Lion roars from the highest peak it may reach His voice covers the savanna And all will hear His call He calls out to the lost To the hurt and broken He shouts to them to lift them up Above the dying canyon. The Lion cries out to them, "Let them be free, Free from pain and suffering, Free from the dark surroundings." The Lion...

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bloody bites bleed me red lawsuits courtrooms sue me paper lion king...

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