King Poem by Bahl Caller

King



Walking about
the connection is made
the lioness gets up
leaves her scent
the panther lying in her slumber
see's the king
leaves her scent
the huntress
not to be outdone
stands as a statue
not moving
following his every move
the king
he is followed
the king is wanted
but is nowhere to be found
for he searches for his

Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: kingdom
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