Used to wonder around the wild,
To see and touch the astonishing life,
That may lived and lurked there.
Feeling lost in the serenity milieu
Captured by the gaze of nature,
Lately the amity of crossing came in less satisfying
For long as now, hardly see anything
In the forsaken forest of the living
Hurt to feel no more existence
The mighty tiger that once roamed the floor of the forest
As the king of all others,
To witness the glorious run of deer across the bushes
Picturing
The size of a jungle buffalo
The shyness of pangolin
The length of python
The sound of magpies
Sorrow filled the fouled heart.
Pity, there is no more chance.
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