Tiger Raged Poem by Yekaterina Bezpalaya
Tiger Raged
What inspires the tiger that beats from within?
Making my eyes crouch and follow jumping prey.
Where is the desire to kill?
To tear at flesh make it not my own.
I am creating my own fear of what I might become.
Let bars of steel confine the jungle cat,
let him not escape from the inner walls of me.
The day I change,
the day it comes,
is when I am tear at my own flesh, me.
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4/24/2024 9:58:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I absolutely adore the imagery that you create in this piece.. the majestic tiger... no more words... xoxo Elina