The Cry Of The Tiger - Poem by vidhi koolwal
Here lies the tiger,
in sadness and grief.
For he was the one to suffer,
and he is the one to leave.
To the world of heaven he goes,
where there is no return.
With no joy but sorrow,
and his life the children have borrowed.
People killed him for their sake,
and all the protection measures were fake.
no condolence for them to keep,
and the tears of the cubs are really deep.
His beloved there crying,
in the expression of sigh.
People cheated her and borrowed,
his lover's bone and his life.
Here goes his soul,
to the god of mercy.
People tying him in chains,
to do their hand dirtry.
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