The cobra stood hooded and hissed
I didn't lift my one of the back leg,
Like a dog. I feared and then pissed
Dogs, try to make their own kingdom
A war of smell or an ol-factory peg
But we rely upon rotten ugly wisdom.
How fearful we are, can’t be explained?
Is fear dwells in mind without restrained?
With this, I came to know, why peace lost.
Our behaviour and essence and the sense
So uncertain and for this we are away the
World of beast and away from lively fence
Be free from concrete cage and will be really in a lively fence -A beautiful poem- From Sushil Kumar Tripathy, Sonepur, Odisha state, India
Beautiful and meaningful write..If there really existed a lively fence...Just face the world, no choice left...Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful art The work has spots in my opinion Thought not fully expressed or feelings held back It blurr the stated message Yet the intent of this art is unique and appreciated