</>Soaring steadfast in the sky,
She went high, round and round,
Frightening timid little ones,
Passing valleys and hills snowbound
She was the only one of her kind,
Of the entire species one could see
Golden Brown Eagle
Beauty, one would envy!
Now little did she notice…
As she was enjoying the flight
A hard core hunter
Was charmed by the sight
Drawing this bow
He sent his arrow high
And it struck her long feathers
Cheering him for his bulls eye!
Blood oozed of her body
She could hardly see anything
Within minutes she lay on ground
Grief stricken, conscious of nothing!
The Hunter came to her
Pierced her body with an arrow
Tears gushed of her pretty face
Anguish turned her blue.
She lost her life
Not given a chance to plea
Having killed the Golden eagle
The hunter heart sang in glee….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Lavanya S. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.