Hunter
K Bijendra (KB) Singh *
In A Deep Dark Dense Of The Wild
Traced Them, For What I Was There
Lies In That Whatever Joy But Not Mild.
A Bow, Arrows And What Else Could Be There.
The Deer That Hopped Out Of My Sight
I Was Jumpy To Shoot At Once.
But The Sun's Gone And Fell Upon Night
Then To Wait For The Light To Bounce.
It Was Thick With Rotten Leaves Around
Here And There, I Looked For The Prey.
I Stepped And Stepped With Less Rustling Sound.
If Not All But Only Some Foolish Grey.
The Moment That They Roam Wandering
I Wander Too To Find One Out
As A Part To Come Out Winning
I Shoot And They Shriek In Loud
I Could Not Fin, It Was Lose Or Win
Whether Or Not, A Job Or A Sin.
(Written On 22nd March 2007)
* Poem written by Lt. K Bijendra (KB) Singh (Lt K B Singh). He can be contacted at bijumanipur(at)gmail(dot)com
This poem was webcasted on September 07 2013.
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