Greenish skies
Those hazel eyes
Don’t you love
Those marble eyes?
Dressed in silk
The black garnet
The slyest cat
You ever met
Pricked with spots
Within its skin
The whiskers wander
His senses begin
The agile beast
Strides among trees
Strolling softly
Never making a peep
Animals gather
Around its sight
He dims his head
And prepares to fight
Riots start
Among the trees
Snake’s all slither
And monkey’s flee
All except
One young man
Intelligence conquers
His instinct scan
The panther waits
In feathered dressed
Then he leaps
And clings to his chest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem