The Call

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Nritja

New Member
Did this a few weeks ago and its my first real poem. Hope you guys like it :rolleyes: Constructive feedback will be appreciated
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The Call


Standing on the branch so high
Behind you is the rising shine
Spirits leaping through the remaining mist
The morning cold but clear.
Your brothers standing by your side
Follows you with friendly eyes
Through the forest to the clearing
The takeoff for you is nearing.

Predators
Sons of the hunt
I can hear your calling for me
I am on my way!

The cloaking keeps you safe
A perfect hunting style
Like the tiger in the woods
You sleek by unseen.
I know you don't look like me
Yet I can still see
That to you I belong
Without you I am never free.

In the lands of the jungle
Saw you leaping from tree to tree
Your eyes watching me
Calling for me.
Take me to the stars
Where you belong.

Predator
Sons of the hunt
I heard your calls
With you by my side
I am now free
 

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