Jackle Roars Like The Tiger Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

JACKLE ROARS LIKE TIGER
A Jackle, creature without vision of sight
Feels proud to roars Like Tiger.
A jackle roars like Tiger in his own compound.
He assured himself as Almighty
In order to retain magical ability
To judge, justify and qualify
Fake achievements of his fellows.
He is not aware of nature of like he gets.
Vanity inside him, completely destroyed
His taste bud and sense of smell.
He can't feel strong odour of
Mass approvals of his family members
Accompanied by prejudice and fear.
One day, he planned for
A parade, procession of his glory
Outside of boundary of his compound.
He profoundly led the rally of his members.
He perceived victory of heavenly glory.
After a half mile walk, with straight head
He turned back to notice
How long his glory of procession is!
He noticed no one is there, only his shadow
To follow and support him....
An outcome of day dream, reality of illusive glory
Reflection of mirage of infinite reality.
He realised Who he is then.

Written by Tulsi Shrestha
Kathmandu Nepal