The hunter and the hunted.
The hunter and the hunted …
The hunter set his trap
with a piece of meat for bait.
Life is cruel for both
the hunter and the hunted.
Hunting is like a bitter medicine.
If you take it, you suffer and if you don’t,
you suffer a little less,
while life keeps on getting tougher.
The prey walks towards trouble.
Its life is like a bubble
about to burst
losing all its worth.
The prey observed the bait and
moved slowly towards it.
When it reached the bait,
it was already too late.
The hunter pulled the wires and
the jaws closed.
Pain replaced desire as
the curtain of life dropped.
It is the end of one more
caught by desire
like a moth that
goes straight into the fire.
The hunter is caught in
the circle of life.
It is not easy to kill,
but the hunter has to survive.
The hunter will survive some
more nights waiting for
his next prey
to set things right.
As I said before,
life is cruel for both
the hunter and the hunted.
© 2016 Abhimanyu Gaur
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Well-written verse, Abhimanyu. Hunting is hard for the hunted and the hunter. Vivid descriptions bring the scene to life. Well done.
Thanks Phyllis.
So true my friend, it is seemingly unfair but the reality of survival, one to live and one to die. Nicely rendered and expressed Abhimanyu.
Thanks Tony.
Nicely rendered, Abhimanyu.
Thank you, William.
This is an unfortunate but necessary fact throughout nature, Abhimanyu. It is unfortunate that one has to die so that another can live, but even the hunter sometimes becomes the hunted. Well written.
Agreed. Thank you, John.