The dominant deer glanced at the herd
A soft wind played in his mane and beard
Stood on a hill brave like a bear
His firm masculine body agile like a bird
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great poem, sir! the given message is need of the hour and we must look over nature and its creatures that is duty of every man. a thoughful poem!
Yes dear Jagdish, this is my wish, I hope that human will stop this hobby called Hunting, how can we be happy by killing a creature, unfortunately this is only made by human.
thanks dear Akhtar for your attention and time to read my words.
So the hunter became hunted, yes, beauty can silent the roaring guns.
The man hated his act, and regretted the hunt He never touched the gun to respect the wild
Thank you very much sir Jawad your kind attention is always a meaningful motivation for me. I learn from you.