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The Lion King
The Lion King
Two lions fought beneath the sun , both their
teeth as sharp as nails .
When the sunset came , the day was done .
Both lions turned their scales , never to meet
" You were great , father !" Simba called out .
" My little Swahili , one day you will learn ."
Mufasa replied .
Though there was a fight still left to yearn .
Simba stared out at the canyon , to all strong
and sturdy .
For the sky was at his level , as he gazed upon
the little birdie .
"Someday , I'll be a lion . " Simba yawned and
with that , he drifted off to sleep ............
The sun dawned upon him , as the sky shifted
to a lush - buttery yellow , while the mellow
winds gushed upon Simba .
"Father ! Father !" Simba yelled .
But for it was dead silence . Only the echo of
Simba was heard , For the words came , as
sharp as a knife .
"King Mufasa is dead ."
The crowd of animals was murmuring , while
Scar luring Simba to come near .
"This is all your fault ! Cannot you see , Simba!"
Scar roared at him . " He died because of you!"
" Simba !" His mother called out .
" Don't listen To him . "
Losing his guard with one slip , Simba fell into
the jungle , lost all the way deep down .
A slightly fixated frown on Simba's face , for an
echo of voices rushed over him , as the African
Geko was nearby .
For the land was barren , Simba could see .
In a language quaint and olden , the plea of
Simba , lost in the jungle debris .
A nearby sound of hustling and rustling came,
from the bushes of quiet shushes ...........
Shh!!! An animal guffawed , as he laced out his
" I'm trying to Timon !"
Another screech came as it was just out of
Simba's reach .
A wave of panic swept over Simba , as two
giant shadows approached him .
Two creatures jumped out of the bushes ,
giving themselves a less friendlier approach .
" Yum ! A croackroach crawled along on the
dusty pathways of the jungle as the warthog
licked it up .
The warthog smacked his lips and said , " I am
Pumbaa and this is the brainless meerkat
Timon . "
"Tit for a Tat , Pumbaa ! " Timon exclaimed .
While Pumbaa snickered and Timon bickered ,
Simba burst into tears .
" What happened little cub ?" Pumbaa calmly
asked him .
Simba cried , " For the plea of mine was never
heard nor what I had asked for was absurd . It
was only for my father to see me now . "
" Simba no sad nor any bad , Hakuna Matada ,
we say around here . Forever Free . "
Pumbaa timidly sang .
Simba smelt the flowers , reminding him of his
father , the warm melt of a hug .
The safari roared from beyond , glistening the
petals of hibiscus flowers .
The dancing sun cradled the blue sky , as the
dawn fell into the hands of dusk , while it
lingers in the wild .
"Pumbaa , Pumbaa where are you ?" Timon
" We have to leave , it's an endless journey to
safety . "
Pumbaa replied , " Yes I know . But , where's
the little cub ?"
" Well , how I am supposed to know , you
foolish Pumbaa ! " Timon guffawed .
" You must have lost him again , as usual . "
" Well don't call me silly , you like minded fool!"
Pumbaa screeched .
And once again , while Pumbaa bickered and
Timon snickered , Simba was calmly sleeping
through all this .
"Oh ! well there he is . " Timon remarked .
" Little cub , we must go . " Pumbaa calmly
wake him up .
Simba who is bleary - eyed , who can't see
straight was surprised by this news .
" We have to go Simba . " Timon explained .
" We must find safety . " Simba hopping onto
Pumbaa's back , set off........leaving the only
ever place he's called Home .
The years passing by of the life long journey
embarked by Simba ,
While the kingdom still entwined under the
barbarian rule by Scar .
Simba runs into the labyrinth of the canyon .
" Simba ! Is that you ?" A familiar voice called
" Nala ! Nala ! " Simba cried .
A dark silhouette appeared out of the shadows,
racing towards Simba .
Nala hugged him , and finally the two friends
had become one again .
Tears of joy streamed down Simba's face ,
while Nala caressed him .
" It's been so long Simba . " Nala cried .
" I love you . "
" I love you too . " Simba rejoiced .
" Where is Scar , Nala ? What has he done to
my mother ? " Simba questioned her .
" You're mother is gone Simba . " Nala
" Oh ! " Simba dully replied .
" I must stop Scar . "
" No you won't . " Nala cried .
" I don't want to loose you again . "
" I am sorry Nala , I have to go . "
" Nooo!!!! Simba , please . "
And once again Simba ran away , mustering up
courage to leave his true beloved behind once
Simba runs deep inside the canyon ,
" You shouldn't have left her Simba . " Pumbaa
calmly remarked .
Simba pretended as though he couldn't hear
him , while Timon screeched blinded by the
" Hello Simba , I see you have returned from
your fifteen years of exile . " Scar bellowed .
Now , Simba was face to face with him , nose to
nose , eye to eye.
Scar roars and pounces on Simba , while he
plunges his teeth into his shoulder .
" You wouldn't dare . " Scar chuckles .
" I have already . " Simba howled .
And thus , courage burns within their veins .
Volcanoes born of rage .
Only the winter truly gains , the right to the
centre stage .
In the truth , Simba takes it all .
Scar has no pride , for he is long gone .
Nala watches in the sunset hills , her face
Nala , cried with tears of joy .
" You are a lion , Simba ." She called out to
" Maybe I am Nala . " Simba replied ,
" Maybe I am . "