Tiger's Hell

TIGER’S HELL

A tiger has me in his teeth
sunken in my spine so deep
my world is his ,his is mine.
where he goes I go
places I don’t know
and never been
broken bones , torn skin.
no use to cry, no sense to yell
no one leaves tiger’s hell
his sleep is my peace
his death ,my release

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: USA

Comments

Nordic cloud

13 years ago

I see this tiger, striding

I see this tiger, striding about on his soft paws,
surreptitiously gnawing when you are still,
under the big trees, the heat beating down relentlessly,
the prickly thorns of the bushes digging into you,
the poisonous plants climbing round you,
the dripping jaws of the beast,
holding on tightly
and I shudder.

Well put this good poem.

Anni

Geremia

13 years ago

well commented, Anni

Geremia

13 years ago

well commented, Anni

Ian.T

13 years ago

Joe

A grand piece, not sure where it leaves us here as we only have tigers in Zoo's, Sometimes there are Tigers of the mind they are far more dangerous.
Not able to give a way of getting out of their bite, maybe another think creature to make them go, I will lend you one of my Dragons of the mind, they will rid you of all bad creatures,
Yours Ian.T

Geremia

13 years ago

LOL. There are all kinds of

LOL. There are all kinds of "tigers" , Ian, that hold us in their teeth.

Ian.T

13 years ago

Joe

My Mahout took me on the trails and there did see a tiger and he did see me.
Who was the stronger was it my knowledge and thought or his skill at killing.
Lovely to see you laugh there Joe, I hope, that your mind is strong enough to hold the tigers at bay, I send you My own Great bear to hold your ways in safety, his name is "Shuma" he loves to sleep under a large tree, yet his wisdom will protect you always, Yours Ian.T

Esker

13 years ago

Flying Tiger Line......

what sunsets
rain storms
and gentle stars
glide in the great open mystery

His death my release....Immense Line !!