when wildlife breaks the silence
of unseen monotonous point
their voices echo in the air
can’t escape the life's end...
in the forest lives the king
proclaims himself as Lord
where all followers do their duties
he ruled even if he’s not the God.....
in the jungle
where beast sits in the throne
with sword as his scepter
and rods made of thorns
he punishes when he wants
without taking some reasons
by the time he was dethroned
no one offered a home...
such a lovely and great inspiration...............well done! ! !
Great poem. Written with full of love and wisdom I always enjoy your writings 10+
Well lady you got a wonderful heart be good.... The woods are not nice for sweet ladies....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another great poem, written with a great sense of feeling, love and wisdom! You are great, Lady Grace, in this business, there is not stop...keep it up..you got my vote..10+++