Poetry is

A sleek feline stretched out on the couch,
Lounging lazily, resting before the hunt.
She inspects her extracted paws
To ensure they are sharp for the kill.
As the night becomes black, she is ready.

Poetry is when the feline pounces,
Releasing emotions for both hunter and prey.
Pain, fear, and aggression are intertwined during the struggle.

In the end, the hunter is contented with her trophy,
While the prey is released through death.