Until the tiger learns to write. All will hail the hunter's might! Until the tiger locks eyes. You will never be mesmerized! Until you witness his majesty. And the splendid coat of his beauty. How will you ever know? Only with experience you grow. Your own personal baggage, Whatever caused you pain and damage. Whatever has been narrated. Can always be debated. Everyone has a different perspective. That could be rather subjective. So rely on your own senses. If you're willing to bear the consequences. Which, in my opinion is fair. Because my life is my affair. I'd rather take that chance. Sing in the rain and dance. Do it my way. Experience it personally, then say. If the tiger was mightier. Or was it the hunter? My life, my way. Nobody else gets a say. Besides, the tiger ain't interested in writing. Maybe check out after you get a biting. We're all just trying to get through the day. I'd suggest you use a little of that matter so gray! Make your own inferences. Tailored as per your circumstances. People will always be. Some don't even care to see. Neither the tiger's stripes, nor what the hunter writes.
- RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved
Disclaimer: This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. Most of my poems do not hint at my life/situation. Kindly refrain from drawing such parallels. Much of what I write is purely fictional. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer every time I write a romantic/melancholic/intense piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Please note, some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children.
i Am LooKinG For the
Song “Eye of the Tiger”
Then i Return NoW And
See The SonG oF YouR
SPiRiT Deep in Soulful EYes
Relating
Poetry
At HeART
‘Until The Tiger Writes’…
Applause Dear Rue Your
Creativity Continue to Spiral Higher..:)
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Katy PErry 🙂 🙂 🙂
Thank you Freddie. 🙂
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Pleasure Rue😊🏝
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford.
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Ha, wonderful!
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😉
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Wondrous my sweet Indian orchid tiger is a beast and a lovely and wondrous creature and the post is a wondrous experience take care Rue and enjoy every second. Hails from Madrid Spain
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Thank you David. 🙂
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🎵🥰🥰🥰😉😉😉😘😘😘
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Until the tiger learns to write…. Oh, I love how it starts. ❤️❤️❤️ More than that, you look gorgeous in blue dear Ru. 😘😘😘
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Thank you Preeths. You say the kindest things …xoxo
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Excellent. Where is the amphitheater in the photo? Looks like a great place to be entertained.
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Hey Tim, that’s at Uluwatu, a temple atop a beautiful island in Bali, Indonesia. Was a good experience. 🙂
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Loved your poem little sister.
You are beautiful in the picture.
Jesus loves you little sister 🙂
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Thank you Brother Matt. JEsus loves you tooooooooooooooo.
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Great Post! Very inspiring…Blessings and Peace!
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Im so glad you liked this piece CFL 🙂
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