Poems About Lions Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about lions seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
dmcdonald
Poem Published
18th Apr 2020 4:56am
18th Apr 2020 4:56am
Dandelions
Strewn along the path
Lion's teeth lie unheeded
A wild man's fair boon
Lion's teeth lie unheeded
A wild man's fair boon
#flowers
#lion
#nature #haiku
#nature #haiku
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3 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
4th Apr 2020 12:39pm
4th Apr 2020 12:39pm
Pride
A hunter prides his trophy kill,
While mother nature mourns a loss.
He selfishly fulfills his thrill,
At another creature’s cost.
How very tough, you are,
Killing in the name of fun!
A lion never stood a chance
Against a semi-automatic gun.
And then you have the gall
To mount its head upon your wall,
To glorify your ignorance—
I'm horrified and appalled.
You’ll make your lion rugs,
While you rape the lion cubs
Of a home they’ll never have,
And a mother’s lion love.
Celebrating...
While mother nature mourns a loss.
He selfishly fulfills his thrill,
At another creature’s cost.
How very tough, you are,
Killing in the name of fun!
A lion never stood a chance
Against a semi-automatic gun.
And then you have the gall
To mount its head upon your wall,
To glorify your ignorance—
I'm horrified and appalled.
You’ll make your lion rugs,
While you rape the lion cubs
Of a home they’ll never have,
And a mother’s lion love.
Celebrating...
#animals
#lion
#vanity
#consumerism
#greed
805 reads
8 Comments
Adzy
Poem Published
26th Aug 2019 8:59pm
26th Aug 2019 8:59pm
The Last Lion
The lion roams the plains
On the prowl, he shows no fear
He is the hunter
Or so it would appear
He's spotted his prey
And moves in to attack
He fails to hear the sound
Of a rifle cocking back
The lion strikes
And makes his kill fast
He thinks the jobs done
But the feeling won't last
He starts eating his catch
But the lion's soon stopped
A quick pull of the trigger
And the lions now dropped
A couple emerge from the bushes
They'd been hiding in cover
They kiss in celebration ...
On the prowl, he shows no fear
He is the hunter
Or so it would appear
He's spotted his prey
And moves in to attack
He fails to hear the sound
Of a rifle cocking back
The lion strikes
And makes his kill fast
He thinks the jobs done
But the feeling won't last
He starts eating his catch
But the lion's soon stopped
A quick pull of the trigger
And the lions now dropped
A couple emerge from the bushes
They'd been hiding in cover
They kiss in celebration ...
#corruption
#violence
#animals
#lion
#nature
663 reads
0 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
6th Oct 2018 4:14am
6th Oct 2018 4:14am
GOD AS THE FIRST DARWINIST (Genesis 1)
In Genesis chapter one God presents Himself as a DARWINIST.
For Darwin said that Nature created life (the great variety of species) thru "Natural Selection".
Well God in Genesis One says something similar.
According to verse 20, "God said, 'Let the waters BRING FORTH the moving creatures that have life..'"
Then verse 24 continues,"Let the earth bring forth the living creatures.."
Now if we take "the waters" and "the earth" together, they add up to NATURE.
So God the Creator is turning the work of creating life and all the species over Nature !! ...
For Darwin said that Nature created life (the great variety of species) thru "Natural Selection".
Well God in Genesis One says something similar.
According to verse 20, "God said, 'Let the waters BRING FORTH the moving creatures that have life..'"
Then verse 24 continues,"Let the earth bring forth the living creatures.."
Now if we take "the waters" and "the earth" together, they add up to NATURE.
So God the Creator is turning the work of creating life and all the species over Nature !! ...
#birds
#lion
#nature #fish
#nature #fish
465 reads
0 Comments
Austin_Rura
Austin Rura
Austin Rura
Poem Published
26th Feb 2018 9:16am
26th Feb 2018 9:16am
Killer Instinct
Blood staining the hide a lion raising a pride
How the ancients define amazing divine is staying alive
Cave paintings aside all artworks fading with time
A violent demise under imaginary skies
They set the fazers to fry and bake us alive
In a data hive state of mind
Where layers provide a lair to hide
So scary are lies, even the cheeriest kinds
yet we appear in disguise not even clear of our lies
Getting to know someone isn't nearly a prize
No changing a mind just abstain from a sigh
Out of the best you'll get barely a rise ...
How the ancients define amazing divine is staying alive
Cave paintings aside all artworks fading with time
A violent demise under imaginary skies
They set the fazers to fry and bake us alive
In a data hive state of mind
Where layers provide a lair to hide
So scary are lies, even the cheeriest kinds
yet we appear in disguise not even clear of our lies
Getting to know someone isn't nearly a prize
No changing a mind just abstain from a sigh
Out of the best you'll get barely a rise ...
#lion
#rhyming
#humankind
666 reads
3 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
9th Feb 2018 00:15am
9th Feb 2018 00:15am
Perspectimals
You you know what I see in a moth?
A butterfly who’s really into goth
And what about the silly panda bear?
A placid raccoon with extra fluff beneath its hair
How about a pussy cat?
I see a tiny lion acrobat
And the humble cricket
A mini singer in the thicket
Next time you see an animal, confess
Each one is like some other, more or less
A butterfly who’s really into goth
And what about the silly panda bear?
A placid raccoon with extra fluff beneath its hair
How about a pussy cat?
I see a tiny lion acrobat
And the humble cricket
A mini singer in the thicket
Next time you see an animal, confess
Each one is like some other, more or less
#cats
#animals
#butterfly
#lion
#rhyming
584 reads
4 Comments
KP23
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2018 11:52am
3rd Feb 2018 11:52am
No Pride
I'm an outcast, I've been chased away from my tribe.
I'm a young maned lion and I have no pride.
I've been bit, bruised and scarred, man I almost died.
I'm a predator on the run, and there isn't a place to hide.
No one at my side, the loneliness overwhelms me.
As well as the dangers out there that I can and cannot see.
Dangers that move ever so subtly through the static in the trees.
While the rays of sunlight torch me, I am an easy target in the cool breeze.
Crouching down low, then freeze, with leaves around me shuffling.
Lips curl away...
I'm a young maned lion and I have no pride.
I've been bit, bruised and scarred, man I almost died.
I'm a predator on the run, and there isn't a place to hide.
No one at my side, the loneliness overwhelms me.
As well as the dangers out there that I can and cannot see.
Dangers that move ever so subtly through the static in the trees.
While the rays of sunlight torch me, I am an easy target in the cool breeze.
Crouching down low, then freeze, with leaves around me shuffling.
Lips curl away...
#rejection
#lion
#myself
#metaphor
#confessional
815 reads
14 Comments
poet_freak2003
Poem Published
11th Jan 2018 8:38pm
11th Jan 2018 8:38pm
Lion and Rabbit
These monsters in our head are real.
People say they are fake,
But they aren’t fake to the people who have to suffer through them,
Who have to feel their claws dig into them,
Their blood-stained teeth ripping through our skin and muscle.
We have to hide from these predators,
These lions,
And we are the rabbit,
Defenseless,
Helpless.
We have to wait at night at the predators stalk their prey,
Waiting to make the blood pour from our bodies,
And make us screech out in pain,
Our insides spilling out,
Our hopes and dreams...
People say they are fake,
But they aren’t fake to the people who have to suffer through them,
Who have to feel their claws dig into them,
Their blood-stained teeth ripping through our skin and muscle.
We have to hide from these predators,
These lions,
And we are the rabbit,
Defenseless,
Helpless.
We have to wait at night at the predators stalk their prey,
Waiting to make the blood pour from our bodies,
And make us screech out in pain,
Our insides spilling out,
Our hopes and dreams...
#dark
#lion
497 reads
1 Comment
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
12th Aug 2017 10:46pm
12th Aug 2017 10:46pm
The Lion's Call
Thunder claps don't stir a lion
They do not run from the wind
Or drown their roars in relentless rain
We are the future
Let us not run
Let us not hide
From this downpour
Let us beckon the devil himself
Look into the eyes of Satan
And laugh
The age of rebellion is upon us
For we will be heard
So let the lions roar
They do not run from the wind
Or drown their roars in relentless rain
We are the future
Let us not run
Let us not hide
From this downpour
Let us beckon the devil himself
Look into the eyes of Satan
And laugh
The age of rebellion is upon us
For we will be heard
So let the lions roar
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#lion
#CallToAction
794 reads
6 Comments
tinkerer74
Poem Published
16th Jun 2016 10:37pm
16th Jun 2016 10:37pm
when the lion awakes.(is actually a love/and a drug poem)
when the lion awakes.
When sleeping lions rise from slumber
With ferocious roars and growls like thunder
the time is here to lend an ear,for now they hunt relinquish fear
straight for the heart they steer,they slash and tear
shredding darkness destroying the pain and sadness.
with surgical claws aimed like biblical archers,
with force and reckon like a million marchers.
when demons are slain they clean their wounds,
preen their fur and shake their manes.
retreating slowly to the spirit plains,to bathe in sunlit spaces,
adored by a...
When sleeping lions rise from slumber
With ferocious roars and growls like thunder
the time is here to lend an ear,for now they hunt relinquish fear
straight for the heart they steer,they slash and tear
shredding darkness destroying the pain and sadness.
with surgical claws aimed like biblical archers,
with force and reckon like a million marchers.
when demons are slain they clean their wounds,
preen their fur and shake their manes.
retreating slowly to the spirit plains,to bathe in sunlit spaces,
adored by a...
#love
#courage
#lion #addiction
#lion #addiction
720 reads
1 Comment
ossy
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2016 6:37am
3rd Feb 2016 6:37am
When a lion loses his strength
When a lion loses his strength,
He looks up to the hilly lengths
To watch the sturdy sun as it dies,
From afar, he shakes his head and smiles;
Aware of the singing doves
And the days the reindeer loves.
The sinews of an old King
Fall short of ears at duty's wring,
To raid over a lot and reign Supreme.
Once hero of a man, now lives in a dream
Like a growing child leaning on the future,
With pages of history and collections of pictures
A memorable life, an old lion would say,
Marked with such prowess few...
He looks up to the hilly lengths
To watch the sturdy sun as it dies,
From afar, he shakes his head and smiles;
Aware of the singing doves
And the days the reindeer loves.
The sinews of an old King
Fall short of ears at duty's wring,
To raid over a lot and reign Supreme.
Once hero of a man, now lives in a dream
Like a growing child leaning on the future,
With pages of history and collections of pictures
A memorable life, an old lion would say,
Marked with such prowess few...
#power
#lion
753 reads
4 Comments
Hearica
Poem Published
6th Apr 2015 11:04pm
6th Apr 2015 11:04pm
The Toothless Lion - Game of Thrones
A toothless lion is a dead one,
Whilst you withered your own wealth,
You were saved by your son,
Who brought your house to health.
Almost killed by your own kind,
But saved by the kennelmaster,
You are not one of mankind,
Yet you led yourself to disaster.
So Tytos Lannister,
Why did you stand and watch the clock,
You hid behind the bannister,
At your home of Casterly Rock.
You were indeed a lion, yes,
But teethed like a cub,
Stepped down leaving a mess,
To your own young lion...
Whilst you withered your own wealth,
You were saved by your son,
Who brought your house to health.
Almost killed by your own kind,
But saved by the kennelmaster,
You are not one of mankind,
Yet you led yourself to disaster.
So Tytos Lannister,
Why did you stand and watch the clock,
You hid behind the bannister,
At your home of Casterly Rock.
You were indeed a lion, yes,
But teethed like a cub,
Stepped down leaving a mess,
To your own young lion...
#Fanfiction
#rhyming
#lion
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2 Comments
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