Cheetah, Cheetah, A Marvel In Prints And Spots! Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The cheetah with slim body,
Tear lines,
Printed spots,
Slim and fast
Saw I sitting.

The beauty of the forest,
The mystery of the wild,
The miracle of Creation
Was it the cat
Sprinting through the forest.

Cheetah, tigerly cheetah
Running, sprinting
All through the forest
And the hills
Beautiful and picturesque.

To see the tear-like streaks
Near the eyes,
The printed, spotted coat of it
Covering it
And it going.

But the claw of it bloody,
Bloody, brutal and bestial
A carnivore it
Depending on kills and preys upon
So deadly and terrible.

Cheetah, cheetah,
The beauty of the forest,
Mystery of the wild,
The miracle of Creation
Amazing us strangely.