tiger

The symbol of majesty

The symbol of pride

For all those black blood

Tears he cried

No one heard

His painful roar

Killed in our hearts;

But we do harm him more

Dying with the pain

He took his last breath

The forest could not survive

After his mournful death

But friends,we are not that small

So we have to understand

We will have to save our tiger

He deserves his land

So if we try our best

It will turn out to be a lot

Generations to come would also see

The pride which the nation has got