The Hunt


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Pic Courtesy: BBC/AFP

The waning moon knew all about me
as I would step out for that elusive kill
I never knew who it would be, on any day
ever watchful and keeping aloof from the one on two legs
until one day I was forced to kill one in self defense.

From that day, I knew, I would surely become the hunted one
labelled as a man eater even though I had never got involved
always prided  myself having lived my life with good principles
following the jungle law that only, we creatures understood.

I never was in awe of the man who would transgres our lives
by the power of his gun, which one day did find its mark on me
wounded and dying, as I lay sprawled, I knew they would make merry
but I didn’t care for what happened to my carcass, what use they put it to
for I had lived my life as a royal tiger in the mangroves till they found me,
a cat, killing only for food unlike them who did it out of fear or leisure…

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20 thoughts on “The Hunt

  1. Very captivating write up Sunith. It must not be easy to put oneself under the skin of a tiger but, you not only have the flair but you also have a good dose of imagination. Have you seen the movie ‘Life of Pi’? It’s all about a young boy and a tiger ‘Richard Parker’ stranded on a boat at sea. I love wild animals too!

  2. Hi Sunith 😀
    Congratulations!! I’ve nominated you for the Bloggers Recognition Award pls do check the link below
    surescribbles.wordpress.com/2017/02/08/blogger-recognition

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