The Wild Cat

My feet are my transport

Hunting, my game

I'm a wild cat, a child cat

And Tiger's my name



I roam through the jungle

I'm quick on my paws

I'm a keen cat, a mean cat

Armed with sharp claws



I'm not too friendly

Don't try to come near

I'm a rough cat, a tough cat

A symbol of fear



My home is a green world

And I couldn't ask for more

Not a tame cat. nor the same cat

That begs at your door



My eyes are shining

Gleaming little spheres

I'm a ready cat, a steady cat

Depend on my ears



My feet are my transport

Hunting my game

I'm a wild cat, a child cat

And Tiger's my name

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Charlotte Pattison's picture

as a great cat family lover, this poem is ace! it describes a tiger brilliantly. cool, strange style aswell :)

Faye -'s picture

This is such an amazing poem! I can hardly describe what I feel about it, everything you have written is perfect!
You should serously consider publishing your poems.(Have you already?) I would love to buy a book of your poems!)