After the reclamation of a peaceful life
From the clutches of terror and mutiny
When the beast is ousted from woods
Now the pride to establish own land is own
The fear of trap and trespassing death
That lurked in the day and the dark
Dissolves as our lions have roared
And left behind a deafening silence
When even a rustle echoes with a calm
To keep the perenial peril at bay
The mane flutters fearlessly and prominently
The unstated is loud and clear
The creatures untie their taterred gags
To squeak and squeal with joy in a response
Srinagar
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18.9.26
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