I guess you are not my type
I do not like easy preys
how did I escape from that cage-
now I am at the mercy of the moon
my mane is matted
right now I am not hungry
but when my body needs fuel
it will trigger me to search for something to assault
my list is not long
I will rest a while
It will be six am soon
I do not wish to go on a rampage
not when I have you to guard
I can still hear the music
and I will make a play for it
if you allow me to touch your organ.
the blue sky and the earth are my witness
while the moon looks on
or is that the sun?
"guess, I had a mixed double"
20 comments:
A very nice guess of a lion's thoughts. :)
Take care and keep smiling.
"I guess you are not my type, I do not like easy preys" and "if you allow me to touch your organ" your poem made me smile.
I like the humour in the end line..compliments the vibrancy of the painting
Brilliant!
How did you manage to crawl inside that lion's mind? Great job!
Cool idea, to inhabit the mind of a lion....
Oh, this is lovely, and fun! Aren't we all at the mercy of the moon? I like this very much.
That last line made me smile...
cool and fun read...words and pic. complement each other...
so very fun! Made me smile too!
brings a smile ~
Quite tactful to just lie there. Get up and run he will be sure to chase you.
How clever of you to channel the lion's mind, his emotions.
not when I have you to guard
How unexpected, Gautami...
I didn't know that lions had access to the internet! ;) Great job describing a lions thoughts!
From a lion's perspective! Neat!
I am so often at the mercy of the moon...lovely write...
Not easy being king of the jungle, especially when there's no jungle...
I like the idea of the lion guarding her, protecting the gypsy while she sleeps.
I rather like this lion you so boldly shared. Very nice magpie tale.
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